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george.No... to be sure.

mr. tatton.How was it I let that pass? Playing two games at once. Haven't I cause of complaint? But a man must give and take.

The master of the house, father of george and sarah cottesham and ann, mr. carnaby leete, comes slowly down the steps, unnoticed by the others. A man over fifty—à la Lord Chesterfield.

george.[To lord john.]Are you sure you're quite comfortable there?

lord john.Whatever I'm sitting on hasn't given way yet.

mr. tatton.Don't forget that you're riding to Brighton with me.

lord john.Tomorrow.

george.To-day. Well... the hour before sunrise is no time at all.

mr. tatton.Sixty-five miles.

lord john.What are we all sitting here for?

mr. tatton.I say people ought to be in bed and asleep.

carnaby.But the morning air is delightful.

mr. tatton.[Jumping at the new voice.]Leete! Now, had you the ace?

carnaby.Of course.

mr. tatton.We should have lost that too, Lady Charlie.

sarah.Bear up, Mr. Tat.

mr. tatton.Come, a game of whist is a game of whist.

carnaby.And so I strolled out after you all.