Mrs. Dot.
Remember I am yours till death.
Blenkinsop.
It is very good of you to say so.
[She goes out. He rings the bell impatiently. The Butler comes in.
Blenkinsop.
Tell my servant I want him.
[The Butler goes out. Blenkinsop walks up and down, wringing his hands. The Servant enters.
George, pack up my things at once and get the motor. There’s not a moment to lose.
George.