LADY. I think he's the unhappiest man I ever met.
DOCTOR. That's saying a great deal.
LADY. Yes, there's enough unhappiness for all of us.
DOCTOR. There is! (To his SISTER.) Would you ask him to come out here? (His SISTER goes out.) Have you had an interesting time?
LADY. Yes. I met a number of strange people. Have you had many patients?
DOCTOR. No. The consulting room's empty this morning. I think the practice is going down.
LADY (kindly). I'm sorry. Tell me, oughtn't that woodpile to be taken into the house? It only draws the damp.
DOCTOR (without reproach). Yes, and the bees should be killed, too; and the fruit in the garden picked. But I've no time to do it.
LADY. You're tired.
DOCTOR. Tired of everything.