_Sir William._
[_Exhausted._] Arthur---!
_Tom._
Sir William will return to his box! [_Going up the stage._] O'Dwyer!
_Sir William._
[_Protesting weakly._] No, sir! no!
[_O'Dwyer appears._]
_Tom._
Mr. O'Dwyer, escort Sir William Gower to his box.
[_Arthur goes up the stage with Sir William, Sir William still uttering
protests. Rose and Imogen embrace._]
_O'Dwyer._
[_Giving an arm to Sir William._] Lean on me, sir! heavily, sir-!
_Tom._
Shall we proceed with the rehearsal, Sir William, or wait till you are
seated?
_Sir William._
[_Violently._] Wait! Confound ye, d'ye think I want to remain here all
day!
[_Sir William and O'Dwyer disappear._]
_Tom._
[_Coming forward, with Arthur on his right--wildly._] Go on with the
rehearsal! Mr. Gordon and Miss Rose Trelawny! Miss Trelawny! [_Rose
goes to him._] Trelawny--late of the "Wells"! Let us--let----[_Gripping
Arthur's hand tightly, he bows his head upon Rose's shoulder._] Oh, my
dears! let us--get on with the rehearsal!