Harry. No. [To George.] You know the temple the Harrisons used to have. We've taken that.
George. Oh, it's a ripping place. But won't you find it rather a nuisance to have those old monks on the top of you all the time?
Harry. Oh, I don't think so. Our part is quite separate, you know, and the Harrisons made it very comfortable.
[Harold Knox comes in. He has changed into tennis things.
Knox. I say, Harry ... [He sees Daisy.] Oh, I beg your pardon.
Harry. Mr. Knox—Mrs. Rathbone.
[Knox gives her a curt nod, but she holds out her hand affably. He takes it.
Daisy. How do you do.
Knox. I'm sorry to disturb you, Harry, but old Ku Faung Min is downstairs and wants to see you.
Harry. Tell him to go to blazes. The office is closed.