JOHN. There’s no time to discuss anything. Will you please go and hide in the dining-room?
PAMELA. And leave you alone with that woman? Most certainly not!
JOHN. Then perhaps you will be good enough to explain to Mrs. Tully why her husband is in your bedroom!
PAMELA. No, no! Why can’t you explain it.
JOHN. Not in your presence.
PAMELA. Couldn’t Mr. Tully explain if we send his wife in to him?
JOHN. Good heavens, no! He’d go mad!
PAMELA. Why should he?
JOHN. Well—er—he’s only recently been married, and he’s not in his own flat or in his own bed. Hang it, he’s not in his own pyjamas!
PAMELA. Well, I’m going to ask him. (To door R.)