Yes, Miss.
Miss Woodward.
Has Emma packed my things?
Evans.
She’s packing them now, Miss.
Miss Woodward.
[Glancing at an A.B.C. which is on the desk.] Will you please order a cab for me at—let me see—[consulting the book]—four-twenty—say at half-past three.
Evans.
Yes, Miss. Excuse me, Miss, but we’re all very sorry you’re going—particularly cook. Cook’s very strong in her attachments.
Miss Woodward.