DAVID. One more question. Are you promised?
JOHN. To a lady?
DAVID. Yes.
JOHN. I’ve never given one of them a single word of encouragement. I’m too much occupied thinking about my career.
DAVID. So. [He reflects, and finally indicates by a jerk of the head that he wishes to talk with his father behind the door.]
JAMES [longingly]. Do you want me too?
[But they go out without even answering him.]
MAGGIE. I don’t know what maggot they have in their heads, but sit down, young man, till they come back.
JOHN. My name’s Mr. Shand, and till I’m called that I decline to sit down again in this house.
MAGGIE. Then I’m thinking, young sir, you’ll have a weary wait.