Mrs. O’Farrel.
Fudge!
Dean.
Now, my dear Eileen, pray don’t fall back on contradiction. What we have both got to do is to bring these young people together——
Mrs. O’Farrel.
Hush! D’you hear? (She goes quickly to the back and looks out. A pause.) All four of them! Of course, they went up to the house to look for us.... What shall we do?
Dean.
Ah! (Goes to the railing at the back.) Allow me.... (Calls.) Clare....
Clare.
(Beneath.) Hullo!...