HOLROYD
Tha'd 'appen better.
CLARA
Oh, indeed! You think I've got to pull a mug to look decent? You'd have to pull a big un, at that rate.
[She bubbles off, uncontrollably—shaking herself in exasperation meanwhile. Laura joins in. Holroyd leans over close to her.
HOLROYD
Tha's got plenty o' fizz in thee, seemly.
CLARA (putting her hand on his face and pushing it aside, but leaving her hand over his cheek and mouth like a caress) Don't, you've been drinking. (She begins to laugh)
HOLROYD