MAID. Dinner is served.
[Those who are seated rise hesitatingly. TIMBRELL glares about him and then offers his arm to MRS. PENDLETON who accompanies him out of the room. SHEILA and ADA follow. EDGAR offers his arm to MARY, who shakes her head. PENDLETON offers his arm to MRS. TIMBRELL.]
MRS. TIMBRELL. Excuse me for a moment. [She turns to MARY and LEONARD.] What are you going to do?
LEONARD. Well, we don’t seem to be wanted here.
PENDLETON. Better all come.
MARY. I want to go home.
LEONARD. Yes, it’s all right for you when you get to your baby.
MRS. TIMBRELL. I’ll follow you Mr. Pendleton.
PENDLETON. Well, I’ll just see what Timbrell’s up to now. [He goes out.]