) Miss Looe, I
suppose you're on very confidential terms with your uncle.
HONORIA. Naturally. Why?
CARVE. Will you give him a message from me. He'll do perhaps better than
anybody.
HONORIA. With pleasure.
CARVE. (Moved.) It is something important--very important indeed. In
fact--
(JANET goes into bedroom, but keeping near the doorway does not
actually disappear.)
HONORIA. (Soothingly, and a little frightened.) Now, please, Mr.
Shawn! Please don't frighten us as you did the other day. Please do try
and keep calm!
CARVE. I--(He suddenly stands up and then falls back again into
chair.)
(JANET returns quickly to the room)
HONORIA. (Alarmed, to JANET.) I'm afraid he isn't quite well yet.
CARVE. No, I can't tell you. At least, not now. Thanks very much for
calling. (Rises brusquely and walks towards the bedroom door.)
JANET. (To HONORIA.) He's not really strong enough to see visitors.
HONORIA. (Going to door and trying to be confidential.) What is it?
JANET.
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