Mary. Yes. I'll just ask uncle. (She knocks at door of workshop.) Uncle!
Daniel (without). Yes.
Mary. What name will we put to that telegram?
Daniel (without). Oh, it's not particular. Wilson or Smith, or Brown, or Gregg.
Alick. I'll put Gregg on it.
Daniel. Do well.
Alick. Did you see the fluster that your father got into, Mary, when he heard that Sarah McMinn was coming over?
Mary (alarmed). What?
Alick.. Did you not see how he rushed off to tidy himself up when he heard Sarah McMinn was coming over?
Mary (seating herself on chair to right of table). Nonsense. Father wouldn't think of that woman.