Take that off!
[Minnie hurriedly takes the bonnet from her head. Her father snatches it from her and puts it on the fire.
CLARA
There, you're coming round now, love.
[Mrs. Holroyd turns away. She sees Holroyd's eyes on the brandy-bottle, and immediately removes it, corking it up.
MRS. HOLROYD (to Clara)
You will not need this any more?
CLARA
No, thanks. I'm very much obliged.
MRS. HOLROYD (does not unbend, but speaks coldly to the children) Come, this is no place for you—come back to bed.