MRS. KNOWLE (with a shrug). I didn't look. What is a chauffeur to one who has lost her husband and her only child in the same morning?
MR. KNOWLE. Still, I think you might have looked.
JANE. Sandy's all right, Aunt Mary. You know she often goes out alone all day like this.
MRS. KNOWLE. Ah, is she alone? Jane, did you count the gardeners as I asked you?
MR. KNOWLE. Count the gardeners?
MRS. KNOWLE. To make sure that none of them is missing too.
JANE. It's quite all right, Aunt Mary. Sandy will be back by tea-time.
MRS. KNOWLE (resigned). It all comes of christening her Melisande. You know, Henry, I quite thought you said Millicent.
MR. KNOWLE. Well, talking about tea, my dear—at which happy meal our long-lost daughter will be restored to us—we have a visitor coming, a nice young fellow who takes an interest in prints.
MRS. KNOWLE. I've heard nothing of this, Henry.