They are at once repellent and significant_.
ANTHONY _is at work preparing soil--mixing, sifting. As the wind tries
the door he goes anxiously to the thermometer, nods as if reassured and
returns to his work. The buzzer sounds. He starts to answer the
telephone, remembers something, halts and listens sharply. It does not
buzz once long and three short. Then he returns to his work. The buzzer
goes on and on in impatient jerks which mount in anger. Several times_
ANTHONY _is almost compelled by this insistence, but the thing that
holds him back is stronger. At last, after a particularly mad splutter,
to which_ ANTHONY _longs to make retort, the buzzer gives it up_.
ANTHONY _goes on preparing soil.
A moment later the glass door swings violently in, snow blowing in, and
also_ MR HARRY ARCHER, _wrapped in a rug._)
ANTHONY: Oh, please close the door, sir.
HARRY: Do you think I'm not trying to? (_he holds it open to say this_)
ANTHONY: But please _do_. This stormy air is not good for the plants.
HARRY: I suppose it's just the thing for me! Now, what do you mean,
Anthony, by not answering the phone when I buzz for you?
ANTHONY: Miss Claire--Mrs Archer told me not to.
HARRY: Told you not to answer me?
ANTHONY: Not you especially--nobody but her.
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