Grace.
Have you seen Claude?
Archibald.
He looked in at the Rectory for five minutes. I’m afraid he’s awfully worried.
Mrs. Insoley.
I have no patience with Claude. He should have more self-respect than to let such a thing worry him.
Archibald.
He’s afraid he may be asked some very unpleasant questions.
Mrs. Insoley.
You seem entirely to forget the relative positions of the parties concerned. If Claude doesn’t want to answer an impertinent question, it’s the easiest thing in the world for him to fly into a passion and refuse. Who is the coroner?