DOCTOR (picking up bag). It d-d-does—indeed.
(Exit DOCTOR L., followed by PAMELA.)
(JOHN enters at window L., comes down quickly, places hat on table L.C., comes to TULLY. TULLY starts up.)
JOHN. Who told you to do this?
TULLY. That’s the doctor from the ’Bus Company.
JOHN. And those are my new pyjamas. (Throwing coat and scarf on to settee at back.)
TULLY. I know—I know—er——
(Enter PAMELA.)
PAMELA. Oh, there you are, John!
JOHN (angrily). Who, who is responsible for this absurd jumble? (Pointing to TULLY.) And who does the doctor think that is?