KARL. ‘It doesn’t explain those other people, though.’
The Colonel moves about in agitation.
BARBARA. ‘What is it, dear?’
COLONEL. ‘I can’t quite remember, but I think that is why she didn’t take me. It is your wedding, Barbara, but I don’t think Billy boy is to be there, my love.’
BARBARA. ‘Not at my wedding!’
BILLY. ‘Grandfather!’
COLONEL. ‘There’s something sad about it.’
BARBARA. ‘There can’t be anything sad about a wedding, dear. Granny didn’t say it was a sad wedding, did she?’
COLONEL. ‘She was smiling.’
BARBARA. ‘Of course she was.’