MR. AMY. It is very kind of you, but I need no one to see me into my coat.
MR. MORLAND. You will never see your way into it by yourself.
(This unworthy remark is perhaps not heard, for MRS. MORLAND succeeds once more in bringing the guest back.)
MR. AMY. James, I cannot leave this friendly house in wrath.
MR. MORLAND. I am an irascible old beggar, George. What I should do without you——
MR. AMY. Or I without you. Or either of us without that little old dear, to whom we are a never-failing source of mirth.
(The little old dear curtseys, looking very frail as she does so.)
Tell Simon when he comes that I shall be in to see him to-morrow. Good-bye, Fanny; I suppose you think of the pair of us as in our second childhood?
MRS. MORLAND. Not your second, George. I have never known any men who have quite passed their first.
(He goes smiling.)