The Butler comes in.
Thompson.
Luncheon is ready, my lord.
THE SECOND ACT
The scene is the same as in the preceding act, the drawing room of Lord Francis Etchingham’s house in Norfolk Street.
It is afternoon. Lady Francis is seated, working at embroidery on a drum. Catherine stands at the window, looking out into the street.
Lady Francis.
Aren’t you tired, Kate?
Catherine.