Ned. Alma, I am ashamed.
Alma. (crosses to Ned) Be as much ashamed of yourself as you like, but don’t be ashamed of your wife.
Ned. I’ll tell Sir Humphrey—to-morrow.
Alma. To-day. (holding her hands out)
Ned. If I can screw my courage up.
Both. (shaking hands) To-day.
Alma. I’ll screw it up for you. You won’t want much. Fathers are not such dreadful animals after all. There was a time when children were afraid of their parents, but now-a-days they’re lucky parents who’re not afraid of their children. (Re-enter Dr. Dozey, C., and down, R.C.) Aren’t they, doctor?
Dr. I crave forgiveness. Your observation escaped me.
Alma. Ah, you were lost in thought.