Miss Woodward.
[Crosses to L.C.] Mrs. Parbury!
Mrs. Parbury.
Well?
Miss Woodward.
I suppose I ought to be a lady and go, because you, the mistress of the house, wish me to. But I don’t feel a bit like a lady just now. I only feel like a poor girl whose chances in life are being ruined for a very small and innocent folly.
Mrs. Parbury.
Well, what does all this mean?
Miss Woodward.
[Fiercely.] It means that I am in Mr. Parbury’s employment, not yours, and that I will take my dismissal from him only.