FANNY. Ernie! [He comes across to her.] Have you still got your bicycle?
ERNEST. Yes.
FANNY. Could you get this telegram off for me before eight o’clock? I don’t want it sent from the village; I want you to take it yourself—into the town. There’s a sovereign for you if you do it all right.
ERNEST. I’ll do it. Can only get into a row.
FANNY. Pretty used to them, ain’t you? [She has risen. She gives him the telegram. She has stamped it.] Can you read it?
ERNEST. “George P. Newte.”
FANNY. Hush!
They both glance at the open door.
ERNEST [he continues in a lower voice]. “72A, Waterloo Bridge Road, London. Must see you at once. Am at the new shop.” [He looks up.]
FANNY. That’s all right.