PRIMROSE DEANE.
(Interrupting petulantly.) Rather than risk that, would sacrifice all his life's happiness. I call it very horrid and—and very selfish of him.
ADAM CHERRY.
It's very silly, my dear, but depend upon it that's the explanation. You——
(Primrose, when she entered, left the door a little open, and now Ted is heard whistling as he comes downstairs. Primrose is in front of easy-chair. Cherry pushes her down into it and stands before her.)
ADAM CHERRY.
Tell him what you think of him.
(Enter Ted, still smoking his pipe.)
TED MORRIS.
Do you mind my sitting down here for a little while, Cherry? I'm tired of walking about the streets, and I'm not feeling in good enough condition to sit out Travers' wit and humour. I've left him upstairs with Nelly.