HENRIETTE. Besides, nurse takes good care of her. She is a good girl.
GEORGE. And how proud she is to nurse the grand-daughter of her deputy.
HENRIETTE. Father is not deputy for that district. All the same—
GEORGE. All the same he is deputy for the department.
HENRIETTE. Yes; he is.
GEORGE. Can’t you hear her talking to her friends? [Imitating the nurse’s voice] ‘Haven’t I had a bit of luck, neither? Yes, ma’am; she’s our deputy’s daughter’s daughter, she is. She’s as fat as a calf, the little duck; and that clever with it, she understands everything. That’s not a bit of luck neither, isn’t it?’
HENRIETTE [laughing] You great silly! She doesn’t talk like that at all.
GEORGE. Why not say at once that I can’t do imitations?
HENRIETTE. Now I didn’t say that.
GEORGE. As if mother would have engaged nurse for us if she had not been absolutely certain that baby would be well looked after. Besides, she goes down to see her every week, and she would have brought her back already—