EMILY. It was so nice for him, because it made him feel he was doing his bit, helping the poor men in the trenches.
[Enter MARY.]
MARY. Mrs. Higgins wishes to speak to you, ma'am. (She looks at PHILIP as much as to say, "There you are!")
EMILY (getting up). Yes, I'll come. (To PHILIP) I think I'd better just see what she wants, Philip.
PHILIP (firmly to MARY). Tell Mrs. Higgins to come here. (MARY hesitates and looks at her mistress.) At once, please. [Exit MARY.]
EMILY (upset). Philip, dear, I don't know what Mrs. Higgins will say—
PHILIP. No; nobody seems to. I thought we might really find out for once.
EMILY (going towards the door). Perhaps I'd better go—
PHILIP (putting his arm round her waist). Oh no, you mustn't. You see, she really wants to see me.
EMILY. You?