Then it struck me a nice plain cremation at Woking was the very
thing to keep you quiet.
CARVE. (Still more moved.) Then he's.... Westminster Abbey!
JANET. Yes, I should say all is over by this time. There were thousands
of people for the lying-in-state, it seems.
CARVE. But it's awful. Absolutely awful.
JANET. Why is it awful?
CARVE. I told you--I explained the whole thing to you.
JANET. (Humouring, remonstrating.) Mr. Shawn, surely you've got rid of
that idea! You aren't delirious now. You said you were convalescent, you
know.
CARVE. There'll be a perfect Hades of a row. I must write to the Dean at
once. I must----
JANET. (Soothingly.) I shouldn't if I were you. Why not let things be?
No one would believe that tale----
CARVE. Do you believe it?
JANET. (Perfunctorily.) Oh yes.
CARVE. No, you don't. Honestly, do you now?
JANET. Well----(Knock at door.) Come in. (Enter WAITER with hot
milk.) Here's your hot milk.
WAITER. Miss Looe has called.
CARVE. I must see her.
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