Dada. The——?
Doris [louder]. Where do you think Jerry is, by this time?
Dada [to Charlotte]. Didn’t you tell me he was away?
Charlotte nods drearily.
Dada [placidly]. Hasn’t come back yet?
Doris. No. We’re having the dives combed.
Dada. Well, don’t worry. I remember I ran away from home once. It was in 1846. I wanted to go to Philadelphia and see the Zoo. I tried to get home, but they took me and locked me up.
Doris [to Charlotte]. In the monkey house, I bet.
Dada. [He missed this, thank God!] Yes, that’s the only time I ever ran away.
Doris. But this is a more serious thing, Dada.