George. I hope I haven't made a mess on your nice new sofa.
Harry. Damn the sofa. It's lucky I heard you shout.
George. I never shouted.
Harry. Oh, nonsense, I heard you. I thought it was you at once.
George. I heard a cry for help too. I was just coming along. I nipped out of my rickshaw and sprinted like hell. I saw some fellows struggling. I think someone hit me on the head. I don't remember much.
Harry. Who did cry for help?
George. [After a pause.] Nobody.
Harry. But I heard it. Daisy heard it too. It sounded like someone being murdered. [As George gives a little chuckle.] What's the joke?
George. Someone's got his knife into you, old man, and the silly ass stuck it into me instead.
[The Amah pricks up her ears.