MRS. MUNNING. Sally! Sally!
(Exit Mrs. Munning.)
WRIGLEY. That's right, Paul. When the Executive Committee of the Little Hulton Savings Club pay a call upon you it's a matter of common sense for you to make them feel at home.
PAUL. Mr. Mowatt and Mr. Shoebridge are on the Executive and they're welcome here, but you——
WRIGLEY. I'm on as well.
HARRY. Since last night.
WRIGLEY. As you say, Harry, since last night. I'm coopted under rule 17. Cost me a gallon of beer, but I'm co-opted. We're the Executive and we're here on a matter of business concerned with the work of the Society.
PAUL (with deference). What can I do for you, Mr. Shoebridge?
HARRY. Well, I'll tell you, Mr. Munning.
(Mrs. Munning and Sally enter. They put food and glasses on table. Wrigley pours ale. They eat and drink during the ensuing. Exit Sally.)