STRANGER. I thought you'd ask me that. I did. And as an answer to five letters and three telegrams I found a telegram saying that my publisher had gone away for a fortnight.
LADY. Then we're lost.
STRANGER. Very nearly.
LADY. The waiter will be back in five minutes and ask for our passports. Then the landlord will come up and tell us to go.
STRANGER. Then only one course remains.
LADY. Two.
STRANGER. The second's impossible.
LADY. What is the second?
STRANGER. To go to your parents in the country.
LADY. You're beginning to read my thoughts.