Harry. [Walking about furiously with the bills.] So this is the way the money goes! [Banging the bills.] While I have to smoke twopenny cigars! And can't get a decent dinner!
Dolly. You can't get a decent dinner?
Harry. No! Look at those messes last night. They weren't fit for a cook-shop.
Dolly. Oh! Oh! Oh! Get a housekeeper! Get a housekeeper!
Harry. By Jove! that's what I mean to do!
Dolly. Have Miss Smithson! Send for her to-morrow morning! I'll hand her over the keys!
Harry. [Shouting.] And please hand me over the rest of your bills! The rest of your bills, madam!
[Dolly marches up to the desk.
Matt appears at door in dressing-gown.