Etchingham.
Yes, he promised to fetch me in his car. We’re going to drive down to the City together. I’ll bring him in, and meanwhile you can talk to Kate. I dare say she’s thought better of it already. It only wants a little tact, and we can settle the whole thing. George is clever enough to have given some plausible explanation to the servants.
Lady Francis.
Are you really under the impression things are going to pass off in that way?
Etchingham.
Why not?
Lady Francis.
They say it’s a wise man who knows his own father, but it’s apparently a wiser man still who knows his own daughter.
Etchingham.
Angela, for goodness’ sake don’t try to be bright and amusing.