Miss Fairfield. [Grimly] You may well ask.
Margaret. [To Sydney] He won’t listen—
Sydney. Sit down, darling! You’re shaking.
Margaret. He’s always had these rages. It’s my fault. I began at the wrong end. Hilary—it’s not—I’m not what you think.
Hilary. Then what was that man doing in my house?
Margaret. In a week I’m going to marry him.
Hilary. D’you hear her? To me she says this! Is she mad or am I?
Margaret. [Desperately] I tell you there’s been a law passed—
Miss Fairfield. No need for him to know that now, Margaret!
Sydney. Of course he has to know.