Three Plays by Granville-Barker

CARNABY. [Sweetly threatening.] Shall I come to you?

But she goes to him now.

CARNABY. By a gossip letter from town . . .

SARAH. [Tensely.] What is it?

CARNABY. You mentioned to me something of his visiting Naples.

SARAH. Very well. I detest Italy.

CARNABY. Let's have George's opinion.

He leads her towards GEORGE.

GEORGE. Yes?

CARNABY. Upon Naples.

GEORGE. I remember Naples.

CARNABY. Sarah, admire those roses.

SARAH. [Cynically echoing her father.] Let's have George's opinion.

Now CARNABY has drawn them both away, upon the terrace, and, the coast being clear, LORD JOHN walks towards ANN, who looks at him very scaredly.

CARNABY. Emblem of secrecy among the ancients.

SARAH. Look at this heavy head,