Madam Helseth.
I suppose I had better begin to lay the table, Miss?
Rebecca West.
Yes, please do. The Pastor must soon be in now.
Madam Helseth.
Don’t you feel the draught, Miss, where you’re sitting?
Rebecca.
Yes, there is a little draught. Perhaps you had better shut the window.
[Madam Helseth shuts the door into the hall, and then comes to the window.
Madam Helseth.