MARY. Oh! I must tell you. My mother might come. My father will come too, but he couldn’t get off now.
LEONARD. Of course you’ve got parents, too, haven’t you.
MARY. Don’t you ever think of that?
LEONARD. But where have they been all this time?
MARY. They didn’t know where I lived.
LEONARD. They could have got the address from my mother.
MARY. I wrote and told them I’d gone to Canada. I felt I couldn’t face them then.
LEONARD. And now?
MARY. My mother knows a lot about babies. I want to see her. You won’t like them, I’m afraid. I think someone’s coming in.
LEONARD. Oh! I’m sure I shall find them quite amusing. No, I don’t mean that. I mean interesting. Interesting; that’s what I mean when I say amusing. They’re coming up.