Do you think you'll like the arrangement?
Rose.
It 'll only be for a little while. I fancy they're prepared to take to me, especially Miss Trafalgar Gower——
Imogen.
Trafalgar!
Rose.
Sir William's sister; she was born Trafalgar year, and christened after it—
[Mrs. Mossop and Ablett enter, carrying trays on which are a pile of plates and various dishes of Cold food—a joint, a chicken and a tongue, a ham, a pigeon pie, etc. They proceed to set out the dishes upon the table.]
Imogen.
[Cheerfully.] Well, God bless you, my dear. I'm afraid I couldn't give up the stage though, not for all the Arthurs——