John (a little taken aback): Well—he’s made a lot of money; he’s got a beautiful flat and a lovely little cottage in the country; he knows lots of people; there’s a queer superficial cynicism about him—but if I was in trouble I’d sooner go to him than to anybody I know——
Gwen: Yes?... Go on.
John: He married when he was quite young; about twenty I believe and it failed; I think he divorced her; he’s never found anything permanent since.
[Rosie enters to clear the table.
In some ways I think he’s a very lonely person, but he’s not always alone.
Gwen (moving to the door): I’ll tell Frankie you want her.
John (as she is at the door): Not in the attic. Down here.
Gwen: Right.
[She goes.
John (to Rosie, who is clearing away): You’ll show my friend straight up into the attic, Rosie, when she comes—won’t you?