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sarah.[To lord john.]Were you discussing affairs?

lord john.Not I.

george.Ann.

ann.Yes, George.

She goes to him; they stroll together up the steps and along the terrace.

sarah.I'm desperately fagged.

lord john.[Politely.]A seat.

sarah.Also tired of sitting.

carnaby.Let's have the Brighton news, Carp.

lord john.If there's any.

carnaby.Probably I still command abuse. Even my son-in-law must, by courtesy, join in the cry... ah, poor duty-torn Sarah! You can spread abroad that I am as a green bay tree.

carnaby paces slowly away from them.

lord john.Your father's making a mistake.

sarah.D'you think so?

lord john.He's played the game once.

sarah.I was not then in the knowledge of things when he left you.

lord john.We remember it.

sarah.I should like to hear it.

lord john.I have avoided this subject.

sarah.With him, yes.

lord john.Oh!... why did I desert the army for politics?

sarah.Better fighting.

lord john.It sat so nobly upon him... the leaving us for conscience sake when we were strongly in power. Strange that six months later we should be turned out.