Bradley. So am I. It's a great pleasure. Felt rather out in thecold until--

Barlow. But, I say, Brad, you don't--

Yardsley. Howdy do, Mrs. Bradley? Good-afternoon, Miss Andrews. Weall seem to be here now, so let's begin. We're a half-hour latealready.

Barlow. I'm ready, but I want to--

Yardsley. Never mind what you want, Jack. We haven't time for anymore talking. It'll take us an hour and a half, and we've got tohustle. All off stage now except Mrs. Perkins. (All go out;Yardsley rings bell.) Hi, Perkins, that's your cue!

Perkins. What for?