Part 16 (1/2)
TREBELL. Glad to see you. You know Mrs O'Connell.
CANTELUPE _bows in silence._
AMY. We have met.
_She offers her hand. He silently takes it and drops it._
TREBELL. Then you'll wait for Frances.
AMY. Is it worth while?
KENT _with his hat on leaves his room and goes downstairs._
TREBELL. Have you anything better to do?
AMY. There's somewhere I can go. But I mustn't keep you chatting of my affairs. Lord Charles is impatient to disestablish the Church.
CANTELUPE. [_Unable to escape a remark._] Forgive me, since that is also your affair.
AMY. Oh ... but I was received at the Oratory when I was married.
CANTELUPE. [_With contrition._] I beg your pardon.
_Then he makes for the other side of the room_, TREBELL _and_ MRS.
O'CONNELL _stroll to the door, their eyes full of meaning._
AMY. I think I'll go on to this place that I've heard of. If I wait ... for your sister ... she may disappoint me again.
TREBELL. Wait.
KENT'S _room is vacant._
AMY. Well ... in here?
TREBELL. If you like law-books.
AMY. I haven't been much of an interruption now, have I?
TREBELL. Please wait.
AMY. Thank you.
TREBELL _shuts her in, for a moment seems inclined to lock her in, but he comes back into his own room and faces_ CANTELUPE, _who having primed and trained himself on his subject like a gun, fires off a speech, without haste, but also apparently without taking breath._
CANTELUPE. I was extremely thankful, Mr. Trebell, to hear last week from Horsham that you will see your way to join his cabinet and undertake the disestablishment bill in the House of Commons. Any measure of mine, I have always been convinced, would be too much under the suspicion of blindly favouring Church interests to command the allegiance of that heterogeneous ma.s.s of thought ... in some cases, alas, of free thought ... which now-a-days composes the Conservative party. I am more than content to exercise what influence I may from a seat in the cabinet which will authorise the bill.
TREBELL. Yes. That chair's comfortable.
CANTELUPE _takes another._