Mr. Green. I venture to say you will see him here in a very different state of mind in a week.
Mr. Algie. [Who has been in a brown study.] He has done for himself in this world and the next. Why, he won't be asked to a single shoot if this is heard of.
Thomas Ruttledge. [Turning from the gate.] Here are the children, Georgina. Don't say anything before the nurse.
Mr. Green. Well, I must be off. [Goes in for stick.
Mr. Joyce. Just bring me out my coat, Green.
[They all prepare to go. Mrs. Ruttledge has gone to open gate and children come in, one in a perambulator. All gather round them admiringly.
Mr. Joyce. Have you a kiss for godfather to-day?
Mrs. Ruttledge. The poor darlings! I hope they will never know what has happened.
Colonel Lawley. Thank goodness, they have no nonsense in their heads. We know where we are with them.