MRS. BRAMSON (to DORA): Go away!
DORA creeps back into the kitchen.
You walked out with her last August Bank Holiday?
DAN: Yes…. Excuse me smiling, but it sounds funny when you put it like that, doesn't it?
MRS. BRAMSON: You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
DAN (soberly): Oh, I am.
MRS. BRAMSON: How did it happen?
DAN (embarrassed): Well … we went … did you have a nice bank holiday?
MRS. BRAMSON: Answer my question!
HUBERT: Were you in love with the wench?