[Impatiently.] Good heavens, the boy's out of his senses. Paradine, for Heaven's sake say something.
Fouldes.
Well, much as it may displease you, my dear, I'm afraid I agree with Charlie.
Lady Mereston.
You don't mean to say you believe this cock-and-bull story?
Fouldes.
I do.
Lady Mereston.
Why?
Fouldes.