MRS. M. I suppose you and Charley have quarrelled?
MAGGIE. Tell us, dear.
LILY. Charley—wants—to go away—and leave me.
MRS. M. What? What’s this?
LILY. [looking apprehensively round at the sleeping figure.] Hush! don’t wake father!
MAGGIE. He won’t wake till the tea-cups rattle. Charley wants to leave YOU!
MRS. M. I knew they’d quarrelled.
LILY. We haven’t—not exactly—but he’s been so funny ever since Mr. Tennant said he was going to Australia. He wants to go too.
MRS. M. What next? Charley ought to be ashamed of himself. Go to Australia indeed! He forgets he is married.
LILY. I don’t want him to stay just because he’s married, if he wants to leave me.