Mrs. Insoley.
[Looking at him calmly.] Since when have you laboured under the delusion that I am the sort of woman to submit to cross-examination, Archibald?
[The entrance of Grace interrupts the conversation.
Grace.
I hope I haven’t kept you waiting. I think you’ll find everything all right.
Mrs. Insoley.
In that case I shall go to my room. Archibald, tell Louisa that I am ready to go to my room.
Archibald.
Certainly.