[She has cast a keen, motherly glance at ANNYS.] I hope you're
taking care of yourself, ma'am.
ANNYS Of course I am. We Politicians owe it to our Party.
[Laughs.] How are they getting on here, without me?
MRS. CHINN Well, ma'am, from what I can see, I think Mr. Chilvers
is trusting a little too much to his merits. Shall I bring some
more cups and saucers, sir?
GEOFFREY Ah! yes! [To ANNYS.] You'll have some tea?
ANNYS Strong, please, Mrs. Chinn.
[MRS. CHINN goes out.]
[Laughs.] Yes, I know it's bad for me. [She puts a hand over his
mouth.]
PHOEBE Old Mother Chinn is quite right, you know, Geoff. You're
not putting up a good fight.
GEOFFREY [A slight irritability begins to show itself.] I frankly
confess that I am not used to fighting women.
ELIZABETH Yes. It was easier, no doubt, when we took it lying
down.
ANNYS You promised, if I brought you, that you would be good.
GEOFFREY I wish it had been you.
PHOEBE Yes, but we don't!
[As she and ELIZABETH move away.
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