Amah. I think doctor come see you, maybe.
George. Oh no, he's not coming to-day. He said he'd look in to-morrow before I started.
[The Amah gets up and looks at the doorway of which now the Servant has opened one side. Harold Knox and his sister Sylvia are seen.
Knox. May we come in?
George. Good man. Of course.
[They come towards George. Sylvia is a very pretty, simple, healthy, and attractive girl. She is dressed in a light summer frock. There is in her gait and manner something so spring-like and fresh that it is a pleasure to look at her.
Knox. I've brought my young sister along with me. [As George rises to his feet.] Don't get up. You needn't put on any frills for a chit like that.
George. Nonsense. I'm perfectly well. [Shaking hands with Sylvia.] How d'you do? My name is Conway.
Knox. I only omitted to inform her of that fact because she already knew it.
Sylvia. Strangely enough that happens to be true. But I wish you'd lie down again.