TIMSON. [Heavily.] Very well, you doubts my word. Will it make any difference, Guv'nor, if I speaks the truth?
BERTLEY. No, certainly not—that is—of course, it will.
TIMSON. Well, then, I see 'em plainer than I see [pointing at BERTLEY] the two of you.
WELLWYN. Be quiet, Timson!
BERTLEY. Not even her husband believes you.
MEGAN. [Suddenly.] Don't I!
WELLWYN. Come, Megan, you can see the old fellow's in Paradise.
BERTLEY. Do you credit such a—such an object?
[He points at TIMSON, who seems falling asleep.]
MEGAN. Naow!