Penelope.
[With a glance at her father.] I thought you’d tell me if you wanted to.
Dickie.
I say, I do think that’s a bit thick. I go slaving my very soul out to provide you with a motor and nice frocks and things, and you don’t take the smallest interest in what I do.
Penelope.
[Smiling.] Well, what have you been doing this afternoon?
Dickie.
[With a sigh of relief.] Oh, I’ve had the very deuce of a day. I’ve got a very interesting case on just now. Taking up a lot of my time. Of course, it worries me rather, but I suppose all these things come in the day’s march. Well, I spent the best part of an hour there.
Penelope.
An hour?