HUBERT (to OLIVIA): Good-bye.
OLIVIA: Good-bye.
She goes to the right window-seat.
MRS. BRAMSON: Johnny Walker, indeed! Impertinence!
DAN (drinking tea and scanning press-cuttings): Johnny Walker?
MRS. BRAMSON: Never you mind, dear…. Any more of those terrible people called? Reporters? Police?
DAN (gaily): There's a definite fallin' off in attendance to-day.
Sunday, I expect.
MRS. BRAMSON: Hush, don't talk like that, dear.
DAN: Sorry, mum.
MRS. BRAMSON: And don't call me "mum"!