PAMELA. And it was costing me another fifteen pounds to keep the office open. (Coming down to JOHN.) Now look here. I have enough for both, so long as you do not work in the City.
JOHN. Well, I can’t grub along on five pounds a week like some people.
PAMELA. Must I remind you that I have been allowing you forty pounds a month?
JOHN. No, excuse me, dear; it was agreed between us that my allowance should be fifteen pounds only.
(Telegraph knock and ring off L.)
PAMELA. I’m quite aware it was agreed. But you keep borrowing on account. Even now you are two years ahead with your money.
JOHN (faintly). As much as that?
PAMELA. Two years!
JOHN. How time flies! But I shall pay it back.
PAMELA. But let us keep to the point.