} [Together.]
MRS. BROOME. } { Nonsense.
LEONARD. I should be charmed, Mr. Broome, but I haven’t got them. I was just wondering whether I might borrow five pounds from you.
BROOME. Right. I just wanted to know how the land lies—
MARY. [To LEONARD.] Won’t you go for the doctor now?
LEONARD. Yes, I will. [He takes his hat.]
MARY. You’ll come back with him?
LEONARD. Yes, if he can come. Good-bye for the present, Mrs. Broome. [He goes out airily.]
MRS. BROOME. Good-bye, sir. A cheerful young man. Now, my dear, perhaps you’ll explain.
MARY. I’m not going to explain much, mother.