(GRANDMA GREGG enters. PAULINE, not seeing her, goes to table and examines tea things, books, etc.)
GRANDMA GREGG. Pauline!
PAULINE. (beginning to mop hastily) Yes'm!
GRANDMA. Don't forget your curtsey, Pauline.
PAULINE. (making a curtsey) Good mornin', Grandma Gregg. I hope I see you well to-day. (changing her tone) If it ain't askin' too much, mam, when does my tuitioning begin? I've been scrubbin' for two weeks now, from mornin' 'til night—
GRANDMA. Have you scrubbed the cellar, Pauline?
PAULINE. Yes'm.
GRANDMA. Don't forget your curtsey, Pauline.
PAULINE. (curtseying) No'm. (curtsey) Yes'm. (curtsey)
GRANDMA. You have scrubbed the cellar?