PAMELA (turns again to TULLY). But just now you said no one stayed there.
TULLY. We—we never count John as anybody.
JOHN (rubs hands with glee). No, dear, I’m nobody.
PAMELA (gives JOHN a freezing look—then again to TULLY). Now would you mind telling me how you passed the evening?
TULLY. Last night? (Looking at JOHN.)
PAMELA. Last night.
TULLY. Well, we—er—let me think. We—er—yes—
(JOHN points to window.)
—we went out.
PAMELA. And where did you go, might I ask?