MRS MARCH. And you don't know much?
FAITH. No.
COOK. [Softly] Say ma'am, dearie.
MRS MARCH. Cook is going to do her best for you. Are you going to do yours for us?
FAITH. [With a quick look up] Yes—ma'am.
MRS MARCH. Can you begin at once?
FAITH. Yes.
MRS MARCH. Well, then, Cook will show you where things are kept, and how to lay the table and that. Your wages will be thirty until we see where we are. Every other Sunday, and Thursday afternoon. What about dresses?
FAITH. [Looking at her dress] I've only got this—I had it before, of course, it hasn't been worn.
MRS MARCH. Very neat. But I meant for the house. You've no money, I suppose?