You military gentlemen, you want to go so fast.
Mrs. Wharton.
Have you brought the letter with you?
Dr. Macfarlane.
It’s very technical. Saving your presence, I don’t think any of you would make head or tail of it. Now, Mrs. Wharton, my dear, shall you and I go for a little stroll in your beautiful garden, and we’ll have a talk about this old tyrant.
Colonel Wharton.
What’s the object of that? Evelyn will only tell me everything you’ve said the moment you’re gone. She’s never been able to keep anything from me in her life.
Dr. Macfarlane.
You must have patience with me. I’m an old man, and I like to do things in my own way.
Colonel Wharton.