Dr. Alliot. Well, well, you see, you’ve arrived rather unconventionally. I’ve been in touch with—
Hilary. That place?
Dr. Alliot. Why, yes! You may have to go back, you know. Formalities! Formalities!
Hilary. I don’t mind. I’m well. I’m well, Alliot! I’m not afraid of what you’ll say. I’m not afraid of any of you.
Dr. Alliot. Well, well, well! that sounds hopeful.
Hilary. But I can’t go yet, Doctor.
Dr. Alliot. Only for a day or two.
Hilary. It’s my wife. I lost my temper. I do lose my temper. It means nothing. Go slow, eh? My wife’s ill, Doctor. She’s not right in her head.
Dr. Alliot. [Alert] Ah!
Hilary. [With a wave of his hand] So are the rest of them. Mad as hatters.