Oh look, there’s the Count.
[A distinguished-looking old man comes out of the restaurant and walks slowly down the steps.
Lady Wanley.
It’s Adrian von Bremer. How on earth d’you know him?
Rosie.
I don’t, but he’s rented a place in Cheshire, and he came to church once.
Lady Wanley.
It’s the Pomeranian Ambassador, you know.
Mrs. Withers.