[Affectionately.] You’re a nice old mother.
Mrs. Wharton.
Don’t you think it was good of the Pooles?
John.
Yes, charming.
Mrs. Wharton.
They’re coming here this afternoon, John. I wanted the Vicar to see your father.... I haven’t told your father they’re coming.
John.
Haven’t you?
Mrs. Wharton.