It was nothing, worse than nothing,
but I'd given it a lot of thought, and after all it has bucked them up
and made them work. They're looking much better in health, too.
MRS. DERMOTT. Oh, Danny, I only wish you were better in health. The
shadow of your illness just hangs over me like a nightmare. I can't pass
a flower shop without thinking of you.
DANIEL (_puts down knife and fork_). But I'm not ill at all. I've no
intention of dying until I'm eighty-three or even eighty-four.
MRS. DERMOTT. Dear old boy, you're only saying that so that I shan't
worry. (_She dabs her eyes._) But it's no use, you can't deceive me, you
know.
DANIEL. But, Anne, I swear.--
MRS. DERMOTT. There, there, we'll say no more about it. It only upsets
me and here's your tea.
(_She takes tea from_ GRIGGS, _who has entered with tea and toast. He
goes off again._)
Have you seen your doctor lately?
DANIEL (_resignedly_). Yes, I saw him the other day.
MRS. DERMOTT (_pouring out tea_). And what did he say?
DANIEL (_confused_). Well--er--I don't know--he sounded me.
MRS. DERMOTT. Yes, they always do that. I wonder why. Your illness has
nothing to do with your heart has it?
DANIEL (_firmly_). My dear Anne, I haven't got an illness.
MRS. DERMOTT. I'm sure I hope not, dear, but if he said that, I should
really get another more expert opinion if I were you. A man like that
can't be really reliable. I don't believe in doctors ever since poor
Millicent Jenkins died.
DANIEL. Look here, Anne, I really do want to make you understand that
what I told the children is perfectly true. I haven't any money.
MRS. DERMOTT. Nonsense, dear, you can't pull my leg as easily as that.
How were you able to send that cheque when I most needed it, and those
lovely Christmas presents, and the fares backwards and forwards to
America--I believe you've got some big surprise for us all later on and
you're afraid that we'll guess it.
DANIEL. Yes, I have.
MRS. DERMOTT (_rising_). Now look here, dear, I must leave you for a
little while. Saturday is the busiest morning in the whole week. Finish
off your breakfast and smoke a pipe--or a cigar or something; if any of
the children come near you, just ignore them or pretend to be
frightfully angry with them. That will bring them round.
(_Enter_ GRIGGS _hurriedly_, R.)
GRIGGS. If you please, madam, the boiler is making the most peculiar
noises. Shall I send for Brown to come and look at it?
MRS. DER
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