Mrs. D. Ah, me! (sits on sofa and dozes off)
Dr. (crosses to Mrs. Dozey) Herein, Diana, is much food for thought. Here is a sermon he who runs may read. Here is a subject which naturally resolves itself into six sections. Firstly—— (Mrs. Dozey snores) Asleep again!
Alma. (outside) Follow your leader. I’ll show you the way.
Dr. Mrs. Blake’s voice. On second thoughts I will not awaken Diana. (crosses, R.)
Re-enter Alma through window from R.
Alma. Doctor! how are you! I’ve not seen you for a century. (shakes hands)
Dr. It were more accurate to say a month.
Alma. A month, a month, a month!
Dr. Even in trifles it is well to be exact.
Alma. I asked you how you were?