TED MORRIS.
Nelly! Is this true, Nelly?
NELLY MORRIS.
(She crosses and stands by Cherry. She is deadly pale and quiet.) Quite true. (As she says this she gives one look over to Jack and then turns away. Jack looks at her and the glass in his hand trembles. Theodore notices all these things. He looks from Jack to Nelly, then back to Jack. Then he covertly takes a pencil from his pocket, draws his cuff down and writes.)
ADAM CHERRY.
(After a rather awkward pause.) It's—it's a bit of a surprise for you all.
MR. BEN DIXON.
A very pleasant one, Mr. Cherry. I am delighted—delighted. (Aside.) He'll take them both off our hands now— really quite providential.
PRIMROSE DEANE.
(Coming forward and taking Nelly's hands.) I do so hope you will be happy, dear. You often hear of these sort of things turning out quite well, and—and——