Yardsley. Jove! Glad you mentioned that. Won’t do at all. Thaddeus! (No answer.) I hope we haven’t driven him to drink.
Bradley. So do I. I’d rather he’d lead us to it.
Yardsley. Thaddeus!
Perkins (from without). Well?
Yardsley. Do you happen to have any conservatory benches in the house?
Mrs. Perkins (appearing in doorway). We have a patent laundry table.
Barlow. Just the thing.
Yardsley (calling). Bring up the patent laundry table, Thaddeus. (To Bradley.) What is a patent laundry table?
Bradley. It’s what my wife calls the cook’s delight. It’s an ironing-board on wash-days, a supper table at supper-time, and on the cook’s reception days it can be turned into a settee.
Yardsley. It describes well.