John. To your room? Now you’re mad again. [He hesitates for a moment.] No, you go at once. [He takes her by the hand and leads her to the glass door.]
Julie.[As she goes.] Please speak kindly to me, John.
John. An order always has an unkind sound. Just feel it now for yourself, just feel it. [Exeunt both.
[JOHN comes back, gives a sigh of relief, sits down at the table by the right, and takes out his note-book, now and again he counts aloud; pantomime. CHRISTINE comes in with a white shirt-front and a white necktie in her hand.]
Christine. Good Lord! What does the man look like! What’s happened here?
John. Oh, Miss Julie called in the servants. Were you so sound asleep that you didn’t hear it?
Christine. I slept like a log.
John. And dressed all ready for church?
Christine. Yes. You know you promised, dear, to come to Communion with me to-day.
John. Yes, that’s true, and you’ve already got some of my togs for me. Well, come here. [He sits down on the right. CHRISTINE gives him the white front and necktie and helps him to put them on. Pause.] [Sleepily.] What gospel is it to-day?