[Edward Luton shows himself at the window. He is an attractive youth in flannels.
Teddie. I say, what about this tennis?
Elizabeth. Come in. We’re having a scene.
Teddie. [Entering.] How splendid! What about?
Elizabeth. The English language.
Teddie. Don’t tell me you’ve been splitting your infinitives.
Arnold. [With the shadow of a frown.] I wish you’d be serious, Elizabeth. The situation is none too pleasant.
Anna. I think Teddie and I had better make ourselves scarce.
Elizabeth. Nonsense! You’re both in it. If there’s going to be any unpleasantness we want your moral support. That’s why we asked you to come.