(Re-enter Sally and Dick.)
Ste. Hullo! Patched the little man up?
Sally. Yes.
(Dick exhibits a black plaster about his knee.)
Ste. I'll get out of your way, Mrs. Pilling. I've an appointment to keep at home. Good-night. (Crosses below table to door.)
Sally,
Jim. Good-night.
Ste. (turning at door, patting Dick's head). Goodnight, Dick.
(Dick doesn't respond. Exit Stephen.)
Sally. Good riddance and all. Now, Dick, you ought to have been in bed long ago. (Takes Dick up to bed.)