Dolly. Not now, dear.
Harry. Yes, dear, now. [Very sternly.] This instant!
Dolly. Harry, you're going to lose your temper——
Harry. No. I'm going to keep a firm guard on it, but [very sternly] let me see those bills.
Dolly. [Creeps frightened up to the desk.] I'm sure you're going to lose your temper.
[Opens the desk.
Harry. [Firmly.] No. I'm quite calm. Whose bill is that? [She hands him one timorously.] Fulks and Garner! Artist Furriers! More artists! [looks at total]—one hundred and twenty-four pounds. Well, I'm——
Dolly. Ah, Jobling!
Harry. I should think I am Jobling. And you said you'd never enter their shop again!
Dolly. I never meant it, but this time it was absolutely necessary——