Oo, there was a row.
MRS. HOLROYD (taking Minnie in her arms)
Did they frighten you, my pet? (She kisses her)
JACK (in a high whisper)
Mother, it's pink bonnet and blue bonnet, what was dancing.
MINNIE (whimpering)
I don't want to go to bed, mam, I'm frightened.
CLARA (who has pulled off her pink bonnet and revealed a jug-handle coiffure) We're going now, duckie—you're not frightened of us, are you?
[Mrs. Holroyd takes the girl away before she can answer. Jack lingers behind.
HOLROYD