He’s at the top of the tree. He’s where he ought to be. In ten years he’ll be in the House of Lords. Would you like to tell him yourself?
[Catherine hesitates for a moment. She sees her chance of freedom slipping away from her once more. For a moment she struggles with herself. All her life, past and future, comes before her in a flash.
Catherine.
I don’t know where he is.
Bennett.
You don’t know?
Catherine.
He went down to the smoking-room.
Bennett.
I must find him.