Mr. Cuffney: What time do you expect the deputation, ma'am?
Mrs. Lincoln: They should be here at seven o'clock. (With an inquisitive nose.) Surely, Abraham hasn't been smoking.
Mr. Stone (rising): Shall I open the window, ma'am? It gets close of an evening.
Mrs. Lincoln: Naturally, in March. You may leave the window, Samuel Stone. We do not smoke in the parlour.
Mr. Stone (resuming his seat): By no means, ma'am.
Mrs. Lincoln: I shall be obliged to you.
Mr. Cuffney: Has Abraham decided what he will say to the invitation?
Mrs. Lincoln: He will accept it.
Mr. Stone: A very right decision, if I may say so.
Mrs. Lincoln: It is.