His voice from above:

“Coming.”

“William, I entirely forgot about the medicine chest in my room. Will you send that on in the van?”

“Yes, madam.”

His voice, nearer:

“Coming.”

“Are the suitcases in?”

“Yes, madam.”

“Give me my coat, then.”

“And, William, come and see us in London some time. Your brother is there, isn’t he?”