_Sir William._
[_Peering into his face._] Troubadouring-?
_Arthur._
Troubadouring; yes, sir. [_To Rose._] Rose, what is this?
_Sir William._
[_Fiercely._] No, sir, this is my affair. [_Placing his candlestick on
the table._] Stand aside! [_Raising his stick furiously._] Stand aside!
[_Arthur moves to the right._]
_Miss Gower._
[_Over the screen._] William----
_Sir William._
Hey?
_Miss Gower._