Amah. I do nothing. Buddha, he makee mistake.
Daisy. You fiend!
Amah. How do I know, Daisy? I no can tell George coming here to-night. [The words come gurgling out, for Daisy has sprung upon her and seized her by the throat.] Oh, let me go.
Daisy. You fiend.
[Harry comes in. He is astounded at what he sees.
Harry. Daisy, Daisy. What in God's name are you doing?
[Restrained by his voice, Daisy releases her hold of the Amah, but violently, pushing her so that she falls to the ground. She lies there, putting her hand to her throat. Daisy turns to HARRY.
Daisy. It's George.
Harry. [Going up to the sofa and putting his hand on George's heart.] Confound it, I know it's George.
Daisy. Is he dead?