PIFF. Piffin, sir.
ALLEN. I wur looking to see if it wur alight, that’s all.
PIFF. You will soon get to like them, sir. And whenever you are ready to dress, sir—
ALLEN. (Surprised.) Dress? Why, I be dressed, bain’t I?
PIFF. Oh, only for breakfast, you see, sir. I understood you were going out walking, sir.
ALLEN. Why can’t I walk in these?
PIFF. Oh, no, sir—all London would laugh at you.
ALLEN. Lord! I should never a’ thought as they’d take so much notice. (Rising. Piff. crosses to l. near down stage door.) Ah, well, I’ll dress. (Crossing l.) I don’t want to upset London if I can help it. I’ll dress. (Exit l. Bows to Piffin as Piffin does so to him).
PIFF. No necessity to bow, sir. (Aside.) Ah, I’ve got a big job on here!
(Exit Piffin, following Allen l. Piffin immediately returns, having forgotten the pipe, which he takes. He is recrossing l. as enter Dexter and Clara, c., preceded by Peters, who takes tray from table R.c. and exits up L.)