Basil.
No, I'm cold. Make up the fire.
Fanny.
Wouldn't you like a cup of tea? You ought to 'ave something after not going to bed all night.
Basil.
I don't want anything.... Don't worry, there's a good woman.
[Fanny puts coals on the fire, while BASIL
listlessly watches her.
Basil.
How long is it since you sent the telegrams?
Fanny.