Professor Futvoye.
[Graciously.] Glad to see you, Pringle! You are quite a stranger. Indeed, my daughter was remarking, only a little while ago, that you hadn't been near us for weeks!
Sylvia.
[In an indignant undertone.] Father!
[Mrs. Futvoye sits down again.
Pringle.
[To Sylvia, flattered.] Delighted to think I've been missed! But my apparent—er—neglect has been quite unavoidable.
Sylvia.
[Laughing.] So kind of you to relieve our minds, Mr. Pringle!