MRS. BRAMSON (sharply): Olivia!
OLIVIA: Yes, auntie?
MRS. BRAMSON (craftily): You're not skipping, are you?
OLIVIA: Am I?
MRS. BRAMSON: You've missed out about Lady Isabel taking up her cross and the weight of it killing her. I may be a fool, but I do know East Lynne.
OLIVIA: Perhaps there were two pages stuck together.
MRS. BRAMSON: Very convenient when you want your walk, eh? Yes, I am a fool, I suppose, as well as an invalid.
OLIVIA: But I thought you were so much better——
NURSE: You'd two helpings of bacon at breakfast, remember——
MRS. BRAMSON: Doctor's orders. You know every mouthful's agony to me.