Yes. (Musing.) I wish I hadn't been fool enough to let that Ben Dixon have all——
(A knock at front door heard. Primrose runs to window and looks out.)
PRIMROSE DEANE.
Yes, I thought so. It's Mrs. Ben Dixon. (Running to door and holding out her hand to Ted.) Let's go upstairs to Nelly. (Ted catches her hand, and they run off, leaving the door wide open behind them. A wait. Then enters Mrs. Ben Dixon, shown in by servant.)
MRS. BEN DIXON.
Is Adam Cherry in? (Cherry follows in.) Oh, here you are. I ain't late, am I?
ADAM CHERRY.
No—not as it happens. But I'm expecting him every minute. (To servant.) Ask Mrs. Wheedles to step up, will you? (Servant goes out.)
MRS. BEN DIXON.
I was bound to stop and get a snack. This is going to be a trying scene, you know, Cherry. What does—what's the poor woman's name—Mrs. Wheedles —think about it now?