PAUL. Is that me?
MRS. MUNNING. That's you.
VIRGINIA. Don't you look funny?
PAUL. You a baby and me a little lad. No wonder I'd forgotten it.
MRS. MUNNING. You've both come on a bit since then. Ring the bell for tea, Paul.
(Paul looks surprised, then rings.)
VIRGINIA (turning over leaves). Is this Paul, too?
MRS. MUNNING. Yes. Paul at five. (Turning). And there he is at ten, and there at twelve and——
VIRGINIA. Yes. But haven't I another cousin, Aunt Elizabeth?
MRS. MUNNING. Yes. Yes, but——