Lady C. You may bring that round table nearer to me, Margery: Miss Flora and I will take our tea together. What a treat it will be for her!
Margery (bringing the table). Yes, my lady. (Spreads cloth.)
Lady C. She will be eager to tell all that has happened, and I shall be just as eager to hear. (Margery fetches plates, &c.) Bring her small china mug, Margery (she likes that best); and bring her low rocking-chair.
Margery. Yes, my lady. The little dear will be so tired! (Brings the things.)
Lady C. Place the chair near me. Is the supper all ready? What an appetite the little traveller will have to-night!
Margery. Every thing is ready, my lady.
Lady C. And fetch her slippers lined with down. They will be soft to her tired feet. Ah, how many steps those feet have taken since she kissed me good-by! (Margery brings slippers, and places them in front of the chair.) So. That is right. Now that all is ready, how long seems every moment! Margery, go stand by the upper window, and bring me word when you catch the first sight of them coming along by the hedge-row.
Margery. I will, my lady. I’ll watch, and not leave the window,—not for one single moment.
[Exit Margery. Curtain falls.
Scene VI.—Tramp and his Wife. Old bags, bundles, and baskets lying about. Man is binding an old shoe to his foot with a strip of cloth. Foot is on the shoe, not in it. Woman is picking over rags of different colors.