[EDGAR enters.]
EDGAR. Aren’t you coming, mother? It’s most awkward. There’ll be an awful row.
MRS. TIMBRELL. Yes. Edgar, is it any use their coming? Mr. Pendleton was going to see whether—
EDGAR. I don’t think it’s the slightest use. He’s boiling over.
MARY. Oh! let us go.
LEONARD. Come on. But look here. It’s no use our going home. Edgar, lend us a sovereign.
EDGAR. You’d condescend to borrow from me, then?
LEONARD. My dear fellow you don’t seem to understand that I’m magnanimous. [EDGAR laughs.] You think that’s a joke. You never see my jokes.
EDGAR. I can’t stay.