TERENCE RATTIGAN: The Winslow Boy Remember to support your ideas with details from the writing. Read this passage carefully, and then answer the question that follows it: [SIR ROBERT is a man in the early forties; tall, thin, cadaverous and immensely elegant. He wears a long overcoat and carries his hat. He looks rather a fop and his supercilious expression bears out this view.] Catherine [as she enters]: I'm so sorry. I was expecting a friend. [She puts her possessions on a chair.] Won't you sit down, Sir Robert? My father won't be long. [SIR ROBERT bows slightly, and sits down on an upright chair, still in his overcoat.] Won't you sit here? [She indicates ARTHUR's chair.] It's far more comfortable. Sir Robert: No, thank you. Desmond [fussing]: Sir Robert has a most important dinner engagement, so we came a little early. Catherine: I see. Desmond: I'm afraid he can only spare us a very few minutes of his most valuable time this evening. Of course, it's a long way for him to come – so far from his chambers - and very good of him to do it, too, if I may say so... [He bows to SIR ROBERT.] [SIR ROBERT bows slightly back.] Catherine: I know. I can assure you we're very conscious of it. [SIR ROBERT gives her a quick look, and a faint smile.] Desmond: Perhaps I had better advise your father of our presence Catherine: Yes, do, Desmond. You'll find him in his bedroom – having his leg rubbed. Desmond: Oh. I see. [DESMOND goes out. There is a pause.] Catherine: Is there anything I can get you, Sir Robert? A whisky and soda, or a brandy? Sir Robert: No, thank you. Catherine: Will you smoke? Sir Robert: No, thank you. Catherine [holding up her cigarette]: I hope you don't mind me smoking? Sir Robert: Why should I? Catherine: Some people find it shocking. Sir Robert [indifferently]: A lady in her own home is surely entitled to behave as she wishes. [There is a pause.] Catherine: Won't you take your coat off, Sir Robert? Sir Robert: No, thank you. Catherine: You find it cold in here? I'm sorry. Sir Robert: It's perfectly all right. [Conversation languishes again. SIR ROBERT looks at his watch.] Catherine: What time are you dining? Sir Robert: Eight o'clock. Catherine: Far from here? Sir Robert: Devonshire House. Catherine: Oh. Then, of course, you mustn't on any account be late. Sir Robert: No. [There is another pause.] Catherine: I suppose you know the history of this case, do you, Sir Robert? Sir Robert [examining his nails]: I believe I have seen most of the relevant documents. Catherine: Do you think we can bring the case into court by a collusive action? Sir Robert: I really have no idea Catherine: Curry and Curry seem to think that might hold Sir Robert: Do they? They are a very reliable firm. [CATHERINE is on the verge of losing her temper.] [from Act 2]