[Pause. She continues to cry gently.
Parbury.
Gunning—Gunning!—who’s Gunning? Oh—George—yachting, you mean! Not I! I’m staying here.
Mrs. Parbury.
[Comes towards him gladly, her arms extended.] Clement!
Parbury.
Eh? Oh, forgive me for a few minutes.
[Writes.
Mrs. Parbury.
[Reproachfully.] I was only going to kiss you.