JOHN (entering quickly and trying to lock door R.). The key—where’s the key?
TULLY. You put it down Fluffie’s back!
(PAMELA rushes on from door L.)
PAMELA. The doctor says he can’t wait much longer.
(Exit PAMELA quickly.)
JOHN (crosses to TULLY). I suppose you realize that something’s got to be done. This girl demands the necklace—the police have been informed, and the Rajah is rampant. The ’Bus Company claim me as a patient, and my married happiness rocks in the balance.
TULLY. Oh, don’t talk like that.
JOHN. Go on, get into that chair. (Pushing TULLY to arm-chair R.)
TULLY. Haven’t I done enough for one day?
JOHN. At this very moment you can wreck my life, and you’re going to take advantage of it. Bertram! Bertram!