(Presses TULLY down into arm-chair R.)

What did I do with those pieces of your moustache?

TULLY. You put them in your pocket.

JOHN. Ah, so I did. (JOHN picks up hat and is going to window.)

TULLY (in arm-chair and drawing blanket round him). You’re not going to leave me in this awful predicament?

JOHN. I shall be back immediately. I have a brilliant idea, that will clear up everything. Now, don’t forget you are John Ayers.

TULLY. I’m John Ayers??

JOHN (over to door L.). You can come in. (Back to TULLY.) Moan a little, and for heaven’s sake try and look intelligent.

(JOHN goes off through windows left. TULLY makes faces, as if intelligent. PAMELA enters L., followed by DOCTOR.)