Dundas.
[Plaintively.] But the reconciliation of the peoples—isn't that possible?
Sir Robert,
Quite possible, but only after the enemy people
have got rid of their present masters. Meantime let
there be no talk of peace with a Government that
has broken down every barrier of law and mercy,
Better let us die now—every man, every woman,
every child.
Others.
[Going.] To-morrow morning, then!
Sir Robert.
[Touching bell.] To-morrow morning!
[Galloway opens door, lower R. The three men go out, and Sir Robert goes to desk.
[At the same moment Lady Dorothy, carrying a small basket of toys, etc., enters by upper door, R., and comes down to Christmas tree.
Lady Dorothy.
Pardon me, Robert. Freda is out to-night, and
I should like to fix these toys on to Peggy's Christmas
tree.
[During following scene she is busy at the tree, hanging the toys. Sir Robert is taking letters from a letter-basket, glancing at and signing them.
