McCOMAS. He has a great deal of money.

DOLLY (delighted). Oh, what did I always say, Phil?

PHILIP. Dolly: we have perhaps been condemning the old man too
hastily. Proceed, Mr. McComas.

McCOMAS. I shall not proceed, sir. I am too hurt, too shocked, to
proceed.

MRS. CLANDON (urgently). Finch: do you realize what is happening?
Do you understand that my children have invited that man to lunch, and
that he will be here in a few moments?

McCOMAS (completely upset). What! do you mean---am I to understand-
--is it---

PHILIP (impressively). Steady, Finch. Think it out slowly and
carefully. He's coming---coming to lunch.

GLORIA. Which of us is to tell him the truth? Have you thought of
that?

MRS. CLANDON. Finch: you must tell him.

DOLLY Oh, Finch is no good at telling things. Look at the mess he
has made of telling us.

McCOMAS. I have not been allowed to speak. I protest against this.