wedgecroft. [As he goes.] Congratulations, Kent.
kent. [Taking him to the stairs.] Thank you very much.
amy. [Beckoning with her eyes.] What's this, Mr. Trebell?
trebell. Eh? I beg your pardon.
He goes behind her and reads over her shoulder what she has written. kent comes back.
kent. Shall I bring him up here?
trebell looks up and for a moment stares at his secretary rather sharply, then speaks in a matter-of-fact voice.
trebell. See him yourself, downstairs. Talk to him for five minutes . . find out what he wants. Tell him it will be as well for the next week or two if he can say he hasn't seen me.
kent. Yes.