GERALD (kissing her). I've only just got away. I couldn't get round
to the court. (Seeing her to the sofa) You're all right, dear?
[Exit MASON.]

LADY FARRINGDON. Now you're here, Gerald. I telegraphed for Mason.
She's such a comfort. How nicely she's done the flowers! (She sits
down on the sofa.)

GERALD. I'm so glad you sent for her.

LADY FARRINGDON. I don't think your father--

[Enter SIR JAMES.]

SIR JAMES. Ah, Gerald, I had to take your mother out. She was--ah--
overcome. They have adjourned, I suppose?

GERALD. Yes. The judge is summing up directly after lunch. Bob will
be round here when he's had something to eat.

SIR JAMES (looking at his watch). Well, I suppose we ought to try
and eat something.

LADY FARRINGDON. I couldn't touch anything.

GERALD (going over to her). Poor mother!

LADY FARRINGDON. Oh, Gerald, couldn't _you_ do anything? I'm sure
if you'd gone into the witness-box, or told the judge--Oh, why