_Lady Cant._ (_snappishly_). Intrusion! I never heard such nonsense! Did you expect to be asked to _run behind_? You really mustn't be so ridiculously modest. As if your _Andromeda_ hadn't procured you the _entrée_ everywhere! [_The omnibus starts._ _Spurr._ (_to himself_). Good old Drummy! No idea I was such a swell. I'll keep my tail up. Shyness ain't one of _my_ failings. (_Aloud to an indistinct mass at the further end of the omnibus, which is unlighted._) Er--hum--pitch dark night, my lady, don't get much idea of the country! (_The mass makes no response._) I was saying, my lady, it's too dark to----(_The mass snores peacefully._) Her ladyship seems to be taking a snooze on the quiet, my lady. (_To_ Lady MAISIE.) (_To himself._) Not that _that_'s the word for it! _Lady Maisie_ (_distantly_). My Mother gets tired rather easily. (_To herself._) It's really too dreadful; he makes me hot all over! If he's going to do this kind of thing at Wyvern! And I'm more or less _responsible_ for him, too! I _must_ see if I can't----It will be only kind. (_Aloud, nervously._) Mr.--Mr. BLAIR! _Spurr._ Excuse me, my lady, not _BLAIR_--SPURRELL. _Lady Maisie._ Of course, _how_ stupid of me. I knew it wasn't _really_ your name. Mr. _SPURRELL_, then, you--you won't mind if I give you just one little hint, _will_ you? _Spurr._ I shall take it kindly of your ladyship, whatever it is. _Lady Maisie_ (_more nervously still_). It's really such a trifle, but--but, in speaking to Mamma or me, it isn't at all necessary to say 'my lady' or 'your ladyship.' I--I mean, it sounds rather, well--_formal_, don't you know! _Spurr._ (_to himself_). She's going to be chummy now! (_Aloud._) I thought, on a first acquaintance, it was only manners. _Lady Maisie._ Oh--manners? yes, I--I daresay--but still--but still--_not_ at Wyvern, don't you know. If you like, you can call Mamma 'Lady CANTIRE,' and me 'Lady MAISIE,' and, of course, my Aunt will be 'Lady CULVERIN,' but--but if there are other people staying in the house, you needn't call them _anything_, do you see? _Spurr._ (_to himself_). I'm not likely to have the chance! (_Aloud._) Well, if you're sure they won't _mind_ it, because I'm not used to this sort of thing, so I put myself in your hands,--for, of course, _you_ know what brought me down here? _Lady Maisie_ (_to herself_). He means my foolish letter! Oh, I must put a stop to _that_ at once! (_In a hurried undertone._) Yes--yes; I--I think I do. I mean, I _do_ know--but--but _please_ forget it--_indeed_ you must! _Spurr._ (_to himself_). Forget I've come down as a vet? The CULVERINS will take care I don't forget that! (_Aloud._) But, I say, it's all very well; but how _can_ I? Why, look here; I was told I was to come down here on purpose to----. _Lady Maisie_ (_on thorns_). I know--you needn't tell me! And _don't_ speak so loud! _Mamma_ might hear!