MRS. MUNNING. You mustn't expect town courtesy from our country servants, Jenny. May I give you sugar? Virginia. One lump, please.
MRS. MUNNING. And cream?
VIRGINIA. Thanks.
MRS. MUNNING. Paul, Jenny's cup.
(Paul hands it clumsily. While they are occupied the door opens, and Zack enters. He is younger than Paul, but neglect makes him look middle-aged. He wears spectacles and a beard and is dressed shabbily with a carpenter's apron on. Under his left arm is the wedding-cake model.)
ZACK. I knew that was the smell of tea-time, but what are we having it in here for?
MRS. MUNNING. Zack, don't you see your cousin?
(Mrs. Munning pours tea, etc. Virginia rises.)
ZACK. Why, if I'd not forgotten all about her. I am a careless chap. Do you know, Miss Virginia, I forgot to come in to dinner one day last week.
PAUL. That doesn't often happen.