author - "Arthur Wing Pinero"
've some business to talk over with the old lady.
FARNCOMBE.
[Nodding to ROPER and then coming forward and addressing MRS. UPJOHN.] I-- er-- I think I'll go for a little walk and come back later on, if I may.
MRS. UPJOHN.
[Contentedly.] Oh, jest as you like.
FARNCOMBE.
[Moving towards the door.] In about a quarter-of-an-hour.
MRS. UPJOHN.
If we don't see you again, I'll tell Lil you've been 'ere.
FARNCOMBE.
[At the door.] Oh, but you will; you will see me again.
MRS. UPJOHN.
Well, please yourself and you please your dearest friend, as Lil's dad used to say.
FARNCOMBE.
Thank you-- thank you very much.
[He disappears, closing the door after him.
MRS. UPJOHN.
[To ROPER, looking up.] I b'lieve you gave that young man the 'int to go, Uncle.
ROPER.
I did; told him I wanted to talk business with you.
MRS. UPJOHN.
've some business to talk over with the old lady.
FARNCOMBE.
[Nodding to ROPER and then coming forward and addressing MRS. UPJOHN.] I-- er-- I think I'll go for a little walk and come back later on, if I may.
MRS. UPJOHN.
[Contentedly.] Oh, jest as you like.
FARNCOMBE.
[Moving towards the door.] In about a quarter-of-an-hour.
MRS. UPJOHN.
If we don't see you again, I'll tell Lil you've been 'ere.
FARNCOMBE.
[At the door.] Oh, but you will; you will see me again.
MRS. UPJOHN.
Well, please yourself and you please your dearest friend, as Lil's dad used to say.
FARNCOMBE.
Thank you-- thank you very much.
[He disappears, closing the door after him.
MRS. UPJOHN.
[To ROPER, looking up.] I b'lieve you gave that young man the 'int to go, Uncle.
ROPER.
I did; told him I wanted to talk business with you.
MRS. UPJOHN.