Margaret. Am I coming, Gray?
Hilary. [Entering from the hall] Meg, Sydney said you’d gone to your room. Hullo! What’s this? Who’s this? Doctor, eh? I’ve been expecting them down on me. [To Gray] It’s no good, you know. I’m as fit as you are. Any test you like.
Margaret. Mr. Meredith called to see me, Hilary! He’s just going.
Hilary. Oh, sorry! [He walks to the fire and stands warming his hands, but watching them over his shoulder.]
Gray. [At the door, in a low voice to Margaret] I don’t like leaving you.
Margaret. You must! It’s better! But—come back quickly!
Gray. You’ll be ready?
Margaret. I will. [Gray goes out.]
Hilary. [Uneasily] Who’s that man?
Margaret. His name’s Gray Meredith.