You’ll find a little present waiting for you when you get home.
Sylvia.
How exciting! I shall run all the way back.
Mrs. Wharton.
Now you’re here you’d better stay to tea, darling.
Sylvia.
I really can’t. I’ve got so much to do at home.
John.
Nonsense. You’ve got nothing to do at all. We’re not going to dream of letting you go.
Sylvia.