MAGGIE. Of course. Do you think this great event could go off without me?
LILY and MAGGIE go out.
TENNANT. [smilingly.] Miss Massey seems to think it’s a sort of picnic.
CHARLEY. [absently.] Does she?
TENNANT. She’d marry well out there, I daresay.
CHARLEY. Would she?
TENNANT. She looks strong and healthy. Her sort get snapped up in no time.
CHARLEY. You’re catching the 10.15, aren’t you?
TENNANT. [surprised.] Yes. Why? Coming to the station?
CHARLEY. There’s another just after twelve—