DORA: She'll scream the place down!
DAN (over-explanatory): I asked her, this very minute, and she don't seem to mind. You know what she is. Said it'd do me good, and won't hear of me stayin'. It's no good arguin' with her.
DORA puts the chocolates down on the occasional table. She and
MRS. TERENCE follow DAN into the hall.
DORA: No good arguin' with her—don't I know it!
MRS. TERENCE: You 'ave a nice long walk while you get the chance; you wait on 'er too much…. (Closing the plush curtains so that they are all out of sight) Ooh, ain't it dark…. Got the torch, Dora?
DORA: O.K., honey.
MRS. TERENCE: Laws, I'd be frightened goin' off by meself…. Well, we'd best 'urry, Dora…. Good night, Dan. Pity you aren't comin' our way—-DAN'S VOICE: See you in the morning! Good night!
DORA'S VOICE: O.K.!… Toodle-oo!
The door bangs. A pause.
DAN'S VOICE (outside the left window): Good night!