ANNE. Who is Saunders?
LATIMER. Saunders? He’s Joseph’s brother. Joseph was the gentleman in orange. He helped you to fish.
LEONARD (out of the chair at last). How dare you interfere in my concerns in this way, sir!
ANNE. Before you explain how you dare, Mr. Latimer, I should like to know why you are so interested in us. Who are you?
LATIMER. No more than Mr. Latimer. It is a purely impersonal interest which I take—and I take it just because you are going the Dover Road, my dear, and it is a dangerous road for a young girl to travel.
ANNE (very cool, very proud). I don’t think I asked you to be interested in me.
LATIMER. Nobody does, my dear. But I am. Very interested. In all my fellow-travellers. It is my hobby.
LEONARD. Anne! (He means, “Let’s get out of this.” He makes a movement to the front door.)
LATIMER. The door is locked, Leonard.
LEONARD (bending over him and putting his face very close to LATIMER’S). Ah! Then I will give you one minute in which to open it.