afraid--I say, you're wet through.

JANET It was only a shower. The 'buses were all full. I had to
ride outside.

PHOEBE Silly kid, why didn't you take a cab?

JANET I've been reckoning it up. I've been half over London
chasing Mrs. Mountcalm-Villiers. Cabs would have come, at the very
least, to twelve-and-six.

PHOEBE Well -

JANET [To ELIZABETH.] Well--I want you to put me down as a
contributor for twelve-and-six. [She smiles.] It's the only way I
can give.

PHOEBE [She is taking off JANET'S cloak; throws it to HAKE.] Have
this put somewhere to dry. [She pushes JANET to the fire.] Get
near the fire. You're as cold as ice.

ELIZABETH All the seats inside, I suppose, occupied by the
chivalrous sex.

JANET Oh, there was one young fellow offered to give me up his
place, but I wouldn't let him. You see, we're claiming equality.
[Smiles.]

ELIZABETH And are being granted it--in every direction where it
works to the convenience of man.