They mustn’t let him up. I won’t see him. It’s monstrous that I should have to put up with this.
Lady Francis.
My dear, don’t worry. George hasn’t made any attempt to see you for a fortnight.
[George Winter comes in hurriedly, unannounced; he shuts the door behind him.
Catherine.
[Indignantly.] What d’you want? You’ve got no right to force yourself upon me.
[She makes a movement to leave the room, but he intercepts her. He takes a paper out of his pocket.
George Winter.
I’ve just been served with this.
Catherine.