Elizabeth. Yes.
Anna. [To Elizabeth.] Has he ever spoken to you about Lady Kitty?
Elizabeth. Never.
Arnold. I don’t think her name has passed his lips since she ran away from this house thirty years ago.
Teddie. Oh, they lived here?
Arnold. Naturally. There was a house-party, and one evening neither Porteous nor my mother came down to dinner. The rest of them waited. They couldn’t make it out. My father sent up to my mother’s room, and a note was found on the pincushion.
Elizabeth. [With a faint smile.] That’s what they did in the Dark Ages.
Arnold. I think he took a dislike to this house from that horrible night. He never lived here again, and when I married he handed the place over to me. He just has a cottage now on the estate that he comes to when he feels inclined.
Elizabeth. It’s been very nice for us.
Arnold. I owe everything to my father. I don’t think he’ll ever forgive me for asking these people to come here.