Mercury in attendance with coffee informs Sir Leicester, hereupon, that Mr. Tulkinghorn has arrived and is taking dinner. My Lady turns her head inward for the moment, then looks out again as before.
Volumnia is charmed to hear that her delight is come. He is so original, such a stolid creature, such an immense being for knowing all sorts of things and never telling them! Volumnia is persuaded that he must be a Freemason. Is sure he is at the head of a lodge, and wears short aprons, and is made a perfect idol of with candlesticks and trowels. These lively remarks the fair Dedlock delivers in her youthful manner, while making a purse.
"He has not been here once," she adds, "since I came. I really had some thoughts of breaking my heart for the inconstant creature. I had almost made up my mind that he was dead."

A footman with coffee informs Sir Leicester that Mr. Tulkinghorn has arrived and is taking dinner. My Lady turns her head, then looks out again as before.
Volumnia is charmed to hear that her delight is come. He is so original, such a stolid creature, knowing all sorts of things and never telling them! Volumnia is sure he must be a Freemason. These lively remarks the fair Dedlock delivers in her youthful manner.
"He has not been here once," she adds, "since I came. I really had some thoughts of breaking my heart for the inconstant creature. I had almost made up my mind that he was dead."
