Well, now it’s John.
Mrs. Wangel.
Are you—glad to see me?
Brown.
[Briskly.] Not a bit. Never was so sorry to see a woman in my life.
Mrs. Wangel.
[In horror.] But you came for me. You said you wanted me.
Brown.
I know I did. Thought old Quangle-Wangle would buy me off if I put the screw on. He didn’t see it. Stingy old cuss!