[She jumps off again. ]
WELLWYN. [To himself.] Seventh floor! I felt there was something.
ANN. [Preparing to go.] I'm going round now. But you must stay here till the van comes back. And don't forget you tipped the men after the first load.
WELLWYN. Oh! Yes, yes. [Uneasily.] Good sorts they look, those fellows!
ANN. [Scrutinising him.] What have you done?
WELLWYN. Nothing, my dear, really——!
ANN. What?
WELLWYN. I—I rather think I may have tipped them twice.
ANN. [Drily.] Daddy! If it is the first of April, it's not necessary to make a fool of oneself. That's the last time you ever do these ridiculous things. [WELLWYN eyes her askance.] I'm going to see that you spend your money on yourself. You needn't look at me like that! I mean to. As soon as I've got you away from here, and all—these——
WELLWYN. Don't rub it in, Ann!