Loyalties

LADY A. I've told the Dancys--she was in bed. And I got through to Newmarket, Charles, and Inspector Dede is coming like the wind on a motor cycle. MARGARET. Did he say "like the wind," Adela? He must have imagination. Isn't this gorgeous? Poor little Ferdy! WINSOR. [Vexed] You might take it seriously, Margaret; it's pretty beastly for us all. What time did you come up? MARGARET. I came up with Adela. Am I suspected, Charles? How thrilling! WINSOR. Did you hear anything? MARGARET. Only little Ferdy splashing. WINSOR. And saw nothing? MARGARET. Not even that, alas! LADY A. [With a finger held up] Leste! Un peu leste! Oh! Here are the Dancys. Come in, you two!