Evangeline. I shouldn't be too sure, if he's deceived us once, he'll probably try to do it again. I don't feel that I can trust him at all now.
Joyce. Look here, when he comes down, what are we to say to him—Oliver'd better do it all, he's the eldest.
Oliver (comes down to table). I'm hanged if I will.
Sylvia. All right, dear, don't get crusty before the time; I expect you'll have full opportunities for that later. I'll be spokesman.
Evangeline. All right.
(Re-enter Daniel, followed by Bobbie, wiping his hands on a towel. Bobbie goes R.)
Daniel (C.). I feel a little like Lady Macbeth, but Bobbie wouldn't let me dry properly. What on earth's the matter?
| Every one. | [ | We want to know. Look here, Uncle Daniel.... We want an explanation, Uncle Daniel. |
Daniel. You all appear to be perturbed about something.
Bobbie. We are.