WOOD. So ought I! (yawning) I say, Swansdown, how do you manage it?
SWANS. Manage what?
WOOD. To go home without Mrs. Swansdown?
SWANS. I leave her behind!
WOOD. Exactly—but—how do you manage to leave her behind?
SWANS. I go home without her!
WOOD. I see!
SWANS. Good night! (going)
WOOD. (stopping him again) Don’t be in a hurry!
SWANS. I am so sleepy! (yawning)