[Dickie gives a slight start, and shows faint signs of annoyance. He cannot make out what Mrs. Fergusson has come for.
Mrs. Fergusson.
The maid told me you were here, so I asked her to show me straight in. I hope you don’t mind.
Penelope.
Of course not. We’re delighted to see you anywhere. Won’t you have some tea?
Mrs. Fergusson.
No, thank you. The fact is, I’ve come to see Dr. O’Farrell professionally.
Penelope.
You’re not ill?
Mrs. Fergusson.