Lady Sylvia McCordle:
Mrs Wilson, absolute crisis. I've just found out that Mr Weissman won't eat meat. I don't know what to do and I can't ask Mrs Croft. I simply don't dare.
Mrs. Wilson:
Everything's under control your ladyship. Mr Weissman's valet informed us as soon as he after he arrived so we've prepared a special version of the soup, he can eat the fish and the hors d'oeuvres, there'll be a welsh rarebit for the game course, I'm not sure what we're going to do about the entree but we'll think of something.
Lady Sylvia McCordle:
Thank you Mrs Wilson. Ten steps ahead as always. Which one of you is Mr Weissman's valet?
Henry Denton:
I am, your Ladyship.
Lady Sylvia McCordle:
Are you indeed. Yes. Well. Thank you for your...
[pause while she takes a good look at him]
Lady Sylvia McCordle:
efficiency.
[leaves]
George (First Footman):
[to Denton]
You're all set then.
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