PAMELA. No, I don’t think he’s called.
DOCTOR. Ah, probably he’ll come later. This matter has been hanging on too long, you know. It ought to have been settled up days ago.
PAMELA. Yes, I quite—quite agree.
DOCTOR (takes out watch). Well, I have another call to pay—close by here. I’ll look back a little later on. Perhaps he’ll be awake then.
PAMELA. Thank you, doctor. (Crosses to door L., holds door open.)
DOCTOR (picks up hat and follows her). Allow me. (Is going off.)
(TULLY rises in chair and stares after him.)
Oh, I’m forgetting my bag (Turning he almost catches TULLY looking, TULLY collapses immediately.)
PAMELA. The weather keeps warm—doe-doe-doesn’t it—d-d-doctor?