(_Walking towards the hall_) I
couldn't 'ave walked a step in those trees all by myself. Coming?
DAN (_suddenly_): I'd have come with you with pleasure, only I'm
going the other direction. Payley Hill way.
MRS. TERENCE (_surprised_): _You_ going out?
DORA: Oh?
DAN (_in the hall, putting on hat and mackintosh_): Yes. I still
feel a bit funny.
MRS. TERENCE: But you can't leave 'er 'ere by herself!
DORA: She'll scream the place down!
DAN (_over-explanatory_): I asked her, this very minute, and she
don't seem to mind. You know what she is. Said it'd do me good, and
won't hear of me stayin'. It's no good arguin' with her.
DORA _puts the chocolates down on the occasional table. She and_
MRS. TERENCE _follow_ DAN _into the hall._
DORA: No good arguin' with her--don't I know it!
MRS. TERENCE: You 'ave a nice long walk while you get the chance; you
wait on 'er too much.... (_Closing the plush curtains so that they
are all out of sight_) Ooh, ain't it dark.... Got the torch, Dora?
DORA: O.K., honey.
MRS. TERENCE: Laws, I'd be frightened goin' off by meself.
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