[In an undertone.] I say, what the dickens have you come here for now?
Mrs. Fergusson.
You didn’t tell me when I should see you to-morrow.
Dickie.
Good heavens, you might have rung me up on the telephone.
Mrs. Fergusson.
Oh, I never trust the telephone.
Dickie.
How do you mean you never trust the telephone? Are you in the habit....
Mrs. Fergusson.