[Kissing her.] Good-night, my chick. Have you named the happy day yet?
Lady Francis.
Good-night.
George Winter.
[To O’Donnell.] And you can add that I enveloped my mother-in-law in my arms.
Lady Francis.
[With a smile, warding off his attempt to embrace her.] I congratulate you. It’s been a great triumph.
George Winter.
Oh, it’s only the beginning. I’ve got the world at my feet. In ten years I shall be crying like Alexander because there are no more worlds to conquer.
O’Donnell.