[Testing her irons upon a sheet of paper which she takes from the table.] What's that?
Mrs. Mossop.
Why have they been and cut down Miss Trelawny's salary at the "Wells"?
Avonia.
[Hesitatingly.] H'm, everybody's chattering about it; you could get to hear easily enough——
Mrs. Mossop.
Oh, I dare say.
Avonia.
So I don't mind—poor Rose! they tell her she can't act now, Mrs. Mossop.