DORA (frightened): Oh, law, no! (Calling) Mrs. Terence!
MRS. TERENCE (calling, in the kitchen): Ye-es!
DORA: You 'aven't gone without me, 'ave you?
MRS. TERENCE (appearing at the kitchen door, spearing a hatpin into her hat): Yes, I'm 'alf-way there. What d'you think?
DORA: You did give me a turn! (Going to the table and taking the box) I think I'll 'ave a choc. (Walking towards the hall) I couldn't 'ave walked a step in those trees all by myself. Coming?
DAN (suddenly): I'd have come with you with pleasure, only I'm going the other direction. Payley Hill way.
MRS. TERENCE (surprised): You going out?
DORA: Oh?
DAN (in the hall, putting on hat and mackintosh): Yes. I still feel a bit funny.
MRS. TERENCE: But you can't leave 'er 'ere by herself!