TIMBRELL. Silence! You forget we are not alone.
LEONARD. Oh! What’s the use of these disguises? They know all about it. Let us accept what’s past. Mrs. Pendleton, I needn’t make any apologies. All this must be frightfully interesting to you. Mr. Pendleton, I shall want your help. I put it to you as an honest business man—but you’re joking, sir; you’re joking. [LEONARD has become more serious than he has been.]
TIMBRELL. You’ll see whether I’m joking.
MRS. TIMBRELL. Do you intend to punish Mary, too?
TIMBRELL. I shall allow her—[considering] I shall allow her two pounds a week and see that it is paid to her.
MRS. TIMBRELL. What you propose is unfair. You can’t do it.
TIMBRELL. Perhaps you would like to go and live with them as he proposes?
MRS. TIMBRELL. I’ve no income. You’ve never paid my wages.
TIMBRELL. Wages!
MRS. TIMBRELL. Yes, there’s something in what these suffrage people say. I’m at your mercy I suppose. So is Leonard, so is Ada. I suppose Edgar is getting out of your clutches.