Plant. (looking round) Is the doctor out?
Aurora. (bustling about dusting) Yes, sir.
(Girls rise.)
—But 'e'll be back at 'arf past, if the ladies'll kindly wait.
(Girls sit.)
'E's been called orf to see a lady who couldn't wait.
(Tupper same Bus.—Aurora goes to him.)
Plant. (coughs.) Ahem! That will do. (aside) Fancy setting up for a ladies' doctor in Pimlico! How can he earn bread and butter in Marmalade Street. No. 13, too!
Aurora. (to Tupper) 'Old yer row! They're lady patients. 'Appy girls! I wonder what they've got?
Tupper. Nuffiin'. They're a bit off all right! (laughs)