PRIMROSE DEANE.
Oh, Mr. Medbury! (Advances to him and shakes hands.)
JACK MEDBURY.
How d'you do, Miss Deane? (Shaking hands with Nelly, who has risen, a little constrainedly.) How are you, Miss Morris?
PRIMROSE DEANE.
Mrs. Ben Dixon will be so glad to see you, I know. She was saying only this morning how sorry she was you hadn't been able to come down.
JACK MEDBURY.
Well, I'm ashamed to say I haven't come to see Mrs. Ben Dixon now. (The girls look surprised.) I've really come more to see Ted. Is he here?
PRIMROSE DEANE.
(Anxiously.) There's nothing happened?