[The wailing gate intervenes—John hurries to the window.
Mr. Freeman: Who’s that?
John: For me.
[Mr. Freeman goes to the window to look.
Mr. Freeman: Who is this feller?
John: He’s part of my private life....
Mr. Freeman: I daresay—but I can’t have your private life swarming all over my house. I can’t walk out of a room without falling over a perfect stranger.
John (going to the door, opening, and speaking out of it): Rosie ... show my friend in here, please.
Mr. Freeman: I’ve never interfered; I’ve no wish to interfere, but——
[Rosie shows in the gentleman; Mr. Freeman having his back to the door goes on talking.