TULLY. The doctor??? (Sits in arm-chair.) Oh—the doctor! Why didn’t you make your meaning clear just now?
PAMELA. What did you think I meant?
(TULLY very embarrassed.)
What did you think I meant? (Coming down to TULLY.)
TULLY. Well, what you said.
(Bell heard off L.)
PAMELA. That man is out there on the doorstep now, and—and there’s no John. A doctor and no patient! And we swore he was unable to leave his bed.
TULLY. Oh, dear, dear, dear!
(Bell heard off L.—Both listen.)