Fill his place! No, indeed. Phillip understands the natives better than anybody in the world. And the country too (_wistfully_). If only I could bring myself to go back to Egypt with him. (_Irritably._) The light catches my eye there. To the left a little. Now to the right. Thank you. _Nurse_ The doctors all agree it’s best not, don’t they? The dry climate---- _Mrs. Lattin_ It’s not that, nurse. Dryness is what I _need_--warmth and dryness. It’s something else. Egypt frightens me. I can’t sleep there. Dreams come to me. _Nurse_ The doctors said it was the effect of the climate on the nerves. _Mrs. Lattin_ Oh, I know. I’d face it if I could--another winter. It means so much to Mr. Lattin, doesn’t it? Nurse! It’s curious--it’s strange, don’t you think--that Mr. Lattin feels nothing of that _I_ feel there? I mean---- _Nurse_ Hark! I think that’s Mr. Lattin’s step. I’ll go and see. _Mrs. Lattin_ It can’t be the new doctor, can it? _Nurse_ Dr. Ogilvie? Not yet. Six o’clock he was to come. He won’t be here before his time. These great specialists are busy men. _Mrs. Lattin_ (_Wearily._) I’ve seen so many doctors. I hardly feel as if I had the strength for a new examination. Dr. Ogilvie will do me no good. _Nurse_ Still you will see him. For your husband’s sake. _Mrs. Lattin_ Ah, yes, for Phillip’s sake. I think my husband’s coming, nurse. (_Enter PHILLIP._) _Nurse_ Good-evening, Mr. Lattin. Mrs. Lattin is a trifle better. I’ll leave you for a little, but she must not tire herself. We are expecting Dr. Ogilvie at six. _Phillip_ I’ll be very careful. [_NURSE exit._ (_PHILLIP comes to his wife._) _Mrs. Lattin_ At last, Phillip. I’m so glad you’ve come, dear. I’ve been waiting and longing so. They kept you--but you belong to me, don’t you? You’re tired, poor old thing. Come to me, Phillip--closer. (_Stretches out hand._) _Phillip_ I _am_ a bit late. I’m sorry, Little Child. They kept me, yes. But _you_----? _Mrs. Lattin_ I’m well enough to listen. You’re back; I forgive you. And it’s all arranged as you wished--as you hoped? _Phillip_ Sir George was kindness itself---- _Mrs. Lattin_ You saw the Foreign Secretary! _Phillip_ You didn’t know I was such a big-wig, did you? It is important, you see, dear. The situation out there is complicated. I’ve left them in the lurch a little, and my advice--er--my knowledge, Sir George was good enough to say--at such a time---- _Mrs. Lattin_ In the lurch, Phillip! How in the lurch? You’re only asking a longer leave than usual. _Phillip_ There, there. I don’t want you to worry your dear head with politics. The new doctor will be here any minute now. That’s far more important. _Mrs. Lattin_ I would rather know exactly. It doesn’t worry me. _Phillip_ It’s all been arranged most satisfactorily, dear; and I’m very pleased. So _you’re_ pleased with me--eh? _Mrs. Lattin_ Phillip--what has been arranged? _Phillip_