MISS DYOTT.
I am going to prepare for my journey—the train leaves Paddington at three. [As Miss Dyott goes towards the centre door, Jane enters carrying about twenty boxes of cigars, which she deposits on the floor and then goes out.] What is this?
QUECKETT.
H'm! my cigars, Carrie—brought 'em with me in a cab.
MISS DYOTT.
Oh! [Reading the label of one of the boxes.] "Por Carolina." Ah, poor Caroline. [She goes out. Directly she is gone, Peggy and Queckett, by a simultaneous movement, rush to the two doors and close them.]
QUECKETT.
Now, Miss Hesslerigge!
PEGGY.
Sir.