(Alarmed, interrupting, in low voice.) What are you doing?
Margaret
(Hushing Knox with a gesture.) I'll follow you right down.
(Linda and Tommy proceed across stage toward right exit.)
Tommy
(Pausing before Knox and gravely extending his hand.) Good evening, Mr. Knox.
Knox
(Awkwardly.) Good evening, Tommy. You take my word for it, and look up this Lincoln question.
Tommy
I shall. I'll ask father about it.