MAMIE. I know. I told the Rajah that, and he won’t believe me. He’s simply furious. Where is the jeweller’s? Let me take it back to him whether it’s damaged or not. Do!
JOHN. But there isn’t time. I’m expecting my wife at any moment, and you must get away from here.
MAMIE. But I dare not go home without it. (Throwing her arms round JOHN’S neck.) Darling, do please!
(TULLY embarrassed, sings louder than ever.)
JOHN (to TULLY). Oh, dry up, dry up! (To MAMIE.) Well, now I’ll tell you the truth—the jeweller sent the necklace back yesterday, and I’ve given it to my wife to take care of.
MAMIE (joyfully). Then you’ve got it! You’ve got it!
TULLY (runs towards JOHN). You’ve got it? You never told me!
JOHN (to TULLY, sharply). Watch that door!
(TULLY resumes singing “The Rosary.”)
(To MAMIE.) Yes, Mrs. Ayers is wearing it.