Jack Straw.
My dear people, don’t put yourselves out. If Count von Bremer has come here to see me, it would be manifestly most discourteous to rob him of that pleasure.
Holland.
I think you’re quite mad, Jack.
Jack Straw.
Unless I’m greatly mistaken, Count von Bremer has excessively bad sight.
Mrs. Parker-Jennings.
You don’t mean to say you’re going to meet ’im face to face?
Jack Straw.
Remember that there are eighty-one Archdukes in Pomerania.