DOCTOR. Oh, I shan’t wake him. Don’t worry!
(TULLY snores loudly.)
(To PAMELA.) Any throat trouble.
PAMELA. No—I—er—he hasn’t complained of any.
DOCTOR. Keeps you awake at night a good deal, I dare say? (Going L.)
PAMELA. Oh! yes. He—does.
DOCTOR. By the way, has Mr. Trippett, the inspector of claims for our company—has he been here to-day?
PAMELA. No—no, doctor—not to my knowledge.
DOCTOR. I was wondering, that’s all. He said he would meet me here to discuss the case.
(TULLY shows nervousness.)