MARY. It was beautifully expressed.
SHEILA. He’s a literary man.
TIMBRELL. Well, well. That’s all over.
MRS. TIMBRELL. Here’s Leonard.
[LEONARD enters and looks around him. Then he walks up to MARY and stands before her.]
LEONARD. I’ve come to abase myself, Mary.
MARY. You’ve been a long time in coming.
LEONARD. You don’t want a lot of apologies. You know what I am.
MARY. No. I don’t want any apologies.
TIMBRELL. Now I think you are wrong there, Mary. He ought to make very ample apologies to you. Of course he has explained to me the exceptional circumstances of the delay but still—