Margaret: Men—mostly!
Gwen: Are you a good sort of person to bring your troubles to?
Margaret: I’ve had some of my own—so perhaps I am.
[Frankie comes in.
Gwen (surprised): Hullo, Frankie! ... you know Margaret.
Frankie: Of course.
Margaret: Good evening.
Frankie: I thought I’d go to bed, and then I thought I wouldn’t. I should just lie and think; and I heard you come up.
[The other two have nothing to say. She goes on; to Margaret:
Do you know what’s happened to-night?