MAGGIE [surveying him sympathetically]. You love the House, don’t you, John, next to her? It’s a pity you can’t wait till after your speech at Leeds. Mr. Venables won’t let you speak at Leeds, I fear, if you leave me. JOHN. What a chance it would have been. But let it go. MAGGIE. The meeting is in less than a month. Could you not make it such a speech that they would be very loth to lose you? JOHN [swelling]. That’s what was in my mind. SYBIL [with noble confidence]. And he could have done it. MAGGIE. Then we’ve come to something practical. JOHN [exercising his imagination with powerful effect]. No, it wouldn’t be fair to you if I was to stay on now. MAGGIE. Do you think I’ll let myself be considered when your career is at stake. A month will soon pass for me; I’ll have a lot of packing to do. JOHN. It’s noble of you, but I don’t deserve it, and I can’t take it from you. MAGGIE. Now’s the time, Lady Sybil, for you to have one of your inspiring ideas. SYBIL [ever ready]. Yes, yes--but what? [It is odd that they should both turn to MAGGIE at this moment.] MAGGIE [who has already been saying it to herself]. What do you think of this: I can stay on here with my father and brothers; and you, John, can go away somewhere and devote yourself to your speech? SYBIL. Yes. JOHN. That might be. [Considerately] Away from both of you. Where could I go? SYBIL [ever ready]. Where? MAGGIE. I know. [She has called up a number on the telephone before they have time to check her.] JOHN [on his dignity]. Don’t be in such a hurry, Maggie. MAGGIE. Is this Lamb’s Hotel? Put me on to the Comtesse de la Briere, please. SYBIL [with a sinking]. What do you want with Auntie? MAGGIE. Her cottage in the country would be the very place. She invited John and me. JOHN. Yes, but-- MAGGIE [arguing]. And Mr. Venables is to be there. Think of the impression you could make on HIM, seeing him daily for three weeks. JOHN. There’s something in that. MAGGIE. Is it you, Comtesse? I’m Maggie Shand. SYBIL. You are not to tell her that--? MAGGIE. No. [To the COMTESSE] Oh, I’m very well, never was better. Yes, yes; you see I can’t, because my folk have never been in London before, and I must take them about and show them the sights. But John could come to you alone; why not? JOHN [with proper pride]. If she’s not keen to have me, I won’t go. MAGGIE. She’s very keen. Comtesse, I could come for a day by and by to see how you are getting on. Yes--yes--certainly. [To JOHN] She says she’ll be delighted. JOHN [thoughtfully]. You’re not doing this, Maggie, thinking that my being absent from Sybil for a few weeks can make any difference? Of course it’s natural you should want us to keep apart, but-- MAGGIE [grimly]. I’m founding no hope on keeping you apart, John. JOHN. It’s what other wives would do. MAGGIE. I promised to be different. JOHN [his position as a strong man assured]. Then tell her I accept. [He wanders back into the dining-room.]