Dickie.
[Dryly.] Very.
[She gives a little laugh. She gets up and steps cautiously to the door, and suddenly flings it open.
Dickie.
What on earth are you doing?
Mrs. Fergusson.
I wanted to see if Penelope was listening.
Dickie.
[Rather sharply.] Of course she wasn’t listening. That’s about the last thing she’d do.
Mrs. Fergusson.