TULLY. Oh, they like it!
(Bell heard outside door L.)
MAMIE (starting). I wonder what that is? (Goes to door R. calling to JOHN.) Jack! Jack! There’s a ring at the bell—do you think it can be the cat?
TULLY (rising and going up C.). A cat wouldn’t ring the bell surely.
(Enter JOHN dressed in pyjamas and dressing-gown, from door R.)
JOHN. She couldn’t possibly be here yet awhile whatever happened.
(Enter CHALMERS L. with card on salver—and crosses to JOHN.)
And please don’t call my wife a cat!
MAMIE. I’m sorry. (Sits in arm-chair.)
JOHN (reading card). Good! Show him in at once. (To CHALMERS.)