MR MARCH. No. I was only saying to Mary—
MRS MARCH. Oh! You were!
MR MARCH. But I can quite see why Johnny—
MRS MARCH. The Government, I suppose!
MR MARCH. Certainly.
MRS MARCH. Well, perhaps you'll get us out of the mess you've got us into.
MR MARCH. Where's the girl?
MRS MARCH. In her room-packing.
MR MARCH. We must devise means—
MRS MARCH smiles.