Geoffrey. Mrs. Chinn! (He glances at his watch.) At twelve o’clock at night. Well, all right. I’ll see her.
(Hake opens the door, speaks to Mrs. Chinn. She enters, in bonnet and shawl.)
Hake. Mrs. Chinn.
Geoffrey. Good evening, Mrs. Chinn.
Mrs. Chinn. Good evening, sir.
Geoffrey. You needn’t stop, Hake. I shan’t be wanting anything.
Hake. Thank you.
Geoffrey. Apologise for me to Mrs. Hake. Good-night.
Hake. Good-night, sir.
(Hake goes out. A minute later the front door is heard to slam.)