Sir Ralph Shawcross: Anyway. HE can't be mucking around with Agatha. He got shot in a certain place in the artilery.
Selfridge: From what I've heard. Lord Meldrum's facililties are in tip top condition.
Rose: Oh, Mr. Teddy.
The Honourable Teddy Meldrum: I don't want to marry Madge Cartwright. I want to marry her maid, Rose.
Henry Livingstone: Where will it all end?