[_To_ SIR RANDLE.] Then there's the telegram from the _Daily Monitor_, Sir Randle---- SIR RANDLE. [_Puffing himself out._] Ah, yes! The editor solicits my views upon--what is the subject of the discussion which is being carried on in his admirable journal, Mr. Westrip?---- WESTRIP. "Should Women Marry under Thirty?" SIR RANDLE. H'm! [_Musingly._] Should Women Marry under Thirty? [_To_ WESTRIP.] Reply paid? WESTRIP. Forty-eight words. SIR RANDLE. [_Rising and strolling across to_ LADY FILSON, _as if seeking for inspiration._] Should Women Marry under Thirty? [_Humming._] H'm, h'm, h'm--! [_To_ LADY FILSON.] Winnie----? LADY FILSON. [_Looking up at him._] I was considerably under thirty when _we_ married, Randle. SIR RANDLE. [_Triumphantly._] Ha! [_Chuckling._] Ho, ho, ho! Capital! Ho, ho, ho! [_Patting_ LADY FILSON_'s shoulder._] Clever! Clever! [_To_ WESTRIP, _grandly._] There we have my response to the inquiry, Mr. Westrip. [_Closing his eyes again._] Sir Randle Filson's views are best expressed by the statement that Lady Filson was considerably under thirty when she did him the honour of--er--becoming his wife. WESTRIP. Excellent, sir. SIR RANDLE. [_Opening his eyes._] Pray amplify that in graceful language, Mr. Westrip--restricting yourself to forty-eight words--[_He breaks off, interrupted by the appearance of_ OTTOLINE _at the glazed door._] Ah, my darling! OTTOLINE. Good morning, Dad. [_To_ WESTRIP.] Good morning. WESTRIP. [_Shyly._] Good morning. OTTOLINE. [_To_ SIR RANDLE_--advancing a few steps, but leaving the door open._] Are you and mother busy? SIR RANDLE. Not at all. LADY FILSON. [_Who has turned in her chair at_ OTTOLINE_'s entrance._] Not at all, Otto. SIR RANDLE. [_To_ WESTRIP.] I will join you in the library, Mr. Westrip. [WESTRIP _withdraws at the door on the left, and_ SIR RANDLE _goes to_ OTTOLINE _and embraces her._] My dear child! OTTOLINE. [_In rather a strained voice._] Sir Timothy Barradell is here, Dad. SIR RANDLE. I heard he had called. LADY FILSON. So sweet of him to treat us informally! OTTOLINE. [_To_ LADY FILSON.] He would like to see you and Dad for a minute or two, mother---- LADY FILSON. Charmed! SIR RANDLE. Delighted! OTTOLINE. Just to--just to bid you good-bye. LADY FILSON. Good-bye?