I won’t say a word to move her.
[He flings himself heavily into a chair. Already half his heroic resolutions have evaporated. George Winter watches him with cynical amusement.
George Winter.
Like all great men I leave as little as possible to chance.
Etchingham.
[With a start.] Perigal?
George Winter.
That’s it.
Bennett.
D’you think there’s a chance, Governor?