VALENTINE (very red). Excuse me: I am sorry I interrupted. I shall
intrude no further, Mrs. Clandon. (He bows to Mrs. Clandon and marches
away into the garden, boiling with suppressed rage.)

DOLLY. Hmhm!

PHILIP. Ahah!

GLORIA. Please go on, Mr. Bohun.

DOLLY (striking in as Bohun, frowning formidably, collects himself
for a fresh grapple with the case). You're going to bully us, Mr.
Bohun.

BOHUN. I---

DOLLY (interrupting him). Oh, yes, you are: you think you're not;
but you are. I know by your eyebrows.

BOHUN (capitulating). Mrs. Clandon: these are clever children---
clear headed, well brought up children. I make that admission
deliberately. Can you, in return, point out to me any way of inducting
them to hold their tongues?

MRS. CLANDON. Dolly, dearest---!

PHILIP. Our old failing, Dolly. Silence! (Dolly holds her mouth.)

MRS. CLANDON. Now, Mr. Bohun, before they begin again---