Merton. Things are different here.
Kirstin. But people like having money, don't they?
Merton. Of course they do—but I can't take that. But I'll explain it to you in the morning. Now [passing his hand over his forehead] I'm—you're—too tired. I'll tell my housekeeper to take you up to a bedroom and give you something to eat. [Rings].
Kirstin [after he has rung]. Can't you explain now? I'm not tired really. I'm never tired, and nothing matters now that I've got here. Oh, I was so afraid I shouldn't!
[Enter Mrs Plant].
Merton [nervously]. Mrs Plant, will you get the spare room ready, please.
Mrs Plant. The spare room, sir? to-night?
Merton. Yes, for Miss Thwaite, whom I knew in Australia. She … has come to visit me.
Mrs Plant. The spare room's ready, all but the sheets. [Coldly].
Merton. And bring her something to eat.