[In a pitying tone.] Oh, my dear Mackworth! I repeat, it's no use your adopting this attitude. You don't realize how completely you're bowled over, I mean t'say. Dunning's got incontestable proofs——
Philip.
[Jumping up, unable to repress himself any longer.] Damn the impudent scoundrel——!
[The bell rings.
Bertram.
[Listening.] Your bell!
Philip.
[Striding to the left and then to the fireplace.] You said he's still at his office, didn't you?
Bertram.
[Rising.] Yes.