Mrs. Stonehay.
I hope we have not toiled up two flights of stairs for nothing. What is there to be seen here?
Priscilla.
[Pointing to Wilfrid.] Please, ma’am, the young gentleman has just travelled right through from England, and has fallen asleep.
Mrs. Stonehay.
Oh, indeed. This is surely not all.
Weaver.
[Opening the glass case.] Here is the cartoon, ma’am.
Mrs. Stonehay.
Cartoon—where?