(BROXOPP comes in, and stands waiting, awkwardly.)
[55]NORAH. Women will never be properly free——
RONNY (offering plate). Oh, Lord! have a bun!
NORAH (taking one) ——until it is recognised that marriage——
JACK (seeing BROXOPP). Hullo, Dad, what luck?
BROXOPP (sitting in an uncomfortable chair a little way from the table). Ah, tea.
JACK. Fish rising?
BROXOPP. They may have risen, Jack, but if so they went back again. (Looking at his watch) The train’s very late. She ought to have been here by now.
IRIS. There was some mistake about the car, dear. She will be here directly. (She gives BROXOPP his tea.)
BROXOPP. Thank you, thank you.