LILY. It would have been rather silly of him, wouldn’t it? He’s so sure there.
CHAR. That’s what he said. He thought better of it and swallowed it. Well—dinner ready?
LILY. Waiting.
CHAR. [going out.] I’ll be down in a jiffy.
LILY goes to the fire. TENNANT heard outside whistling a bar of the song “Off to Philadelphia.” He comes in. He is a broad-shouldered young fellow, a little shy in his manner with women.
TENNANT. Nice day, Mrs. Wilson.
LILY. Beautiful.
TENNANT. I’ve brought you home the paper, if you’d like it. It’s the “Daily Mirror.”
LILY. Oh, thank you. I do like the pictures. Charley is getting so dreadfully serious now in his reading, and won’t buy it. He takes the “Daily Telegraph.” He thinks the gardening notes are so good.
TENNANT. He’s luxurious. It’s a penny.