Hilda
Let me. (She goes.) It may be Wallace. (At phone.) Yes: this is 116 Chelsea. Long Distance? (He starts as she says to him) It must be our boy. (At phone.) Who? Oh—Mr. William White? Yes: he’ll be here. (She hangs up receiver.) She’ll ring when she gets the connection through.
White
(Turning away)
It takes so long these days.
Hilda
Funny he didn’t ask for me.
White
What made you think it was Wallace?