Ben : In-er-in Australia.
Abel (rising) : Well, I suppose you’ve only been waiting for me to begin tea. I’m feeling hungry.
Mrs. Slater : (taking up the kettle) I’ll make tea.
Abel : Come along, now, sit you down and let’s be jolly
(Abel sits at the head of the table, facing spectators.)
Abel :(suddenly recollecting) Ay, Amelia and Henry, what the devil did you mean by shifting my bureau out of my bedroom? (Henry and Mrs. Slater are speechless.) D’you hear me? Henry! Amelia!
Mrs. Jordan : What bureau was that, father?
Abel : Why, my bureau, the one I bought –