Vicar.
I was never so taken aback in my life as when she said she didn’t come to church because she thought she’d be bored.
Mrs. Poole.
Norman, I must go. I’ve got a lot of things to do at home.
Vicar.
Come along then. We’ll just walk out through the garden.
[There are farewells, rather distracted by the queer incident that has just occurred, and the Vicar and Mrs. Poole go out. The Colonel accompanies them to the door.
Sylvia.
You’re very silent, John.
John.