CHARLEY. We can’t do anything.
FENWICK. Of course not.
CHARLEY. But I say, you know, it’s all rot about a bad year. Don’t expect we’ve been exactly piling it up, but it’s nothing to grumble about.
FENWICK. That doesn’t affect us, anyway. We’ve got to do as we’re told. I fancy old Morgan is hit, too. He was sugary, but of course he had to obey the instructions of the directors and so on.
CHARLEY. It’s no good swearing at him.
FENWICK. It’s no good swearing at anybody. What’s a Board? Where is it?
The curtains part and LILY appears in the opening.
LILY. Charley—are you there? Are you never coming back? Oh, Mr. Fenwick!
FENWICK rises; shake hands.
FENWICK. Good evening. I’m afraid I’m an awful nuisance, but I just called to see your husband about a little business.