Dor. (trying to think). I cannot for the very life of me imagine who it can be.
Potts. Let me whisper it. (Whispers.)
Dor. (delighted). No, really? Mollie? My dearest friend. There, I knew she had some secret. Pinky, I could just hug you, but I won't. I will reserve that demonstration for Mollie. (Rings bell.) Do you remember what I told you about the fascinating little woman? Now Roger will have an opportunity to return some of your happy remarks. (Enter Polly.) Polly, my hat and wrap.
Polly. Yes, miss. (Brings them from door, R.)
Potts. Why, where are you going?
(Polly helps Dorothy with wrap and exit.)
Dor. To see Mollie, of course, and talk it all over. I will tell her what a sweet lamb I think you are. (Exit, C.)
Potts (laughing). Good enough, Potts: your ears will burn steadily for just one hour. No, I will follow and save my reputation. (Exit.)
(Enter Newcomb and Pete.)
New. The colonel will see me in his private room?