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mr. tatton.You'll oblige me by taking the mare.

lord john.We'll discuss it to-morrow.

mr. tatton.I've said all I have to say.

george.The whole matter's ridiculous!

mr. tatton.I see the joke. Good-night, Lady Cottesham, and I kiss your hand.

sarah.Good morning, Mr. Tat.

mr. tatton.Good morning, Miss Ann, I...

sarah.[Shielding her sister.]Good morrow is appropriate.

mr. tatton.I'll go by the fields.[To carnaby.]Thank you for a pleasant evening. Good morrow, George. Do we start at mid-day, my lord?

lord john.Any time you please.

mr. tatton.Not at all.[He hands the candlestick—of which he has never before left go—to george.]I brought this for a link. Thank you.

carnaby.Mid-day will be midnight if you sleep at all now; make it two or later.

mr. tatton.We put up at Guildford. I've done so before. I haven't my hat. It's a day and a half's ride.

tatton goes quickly up the other steps and away. It is now quite light. george stands by the steps, lord john is on one of the seats, carnaby strolls round, now and then touching the rose trees, sarah and ann are on the other seat.