MAJOR (aside). There they are, at it again!
FANNY. But why can’t I have my own snug little room?
MRS. MAJOR. The fact is, I have made a work-room of it for myself; besides, Fanny’s proper place is with her mother.
MRS. P. Quite out of the question! The slightest noise disturbs my sleep.
FANNY. But I sleep so very quietly, mamma—you’d scarcely hear me breathe; I don’t, and as for snoring—
MRS. P. I won’t hear another word.
MAJOR. But, hang it all, Fanny must sleep somewhere! She requires a horizontal position as much as other people.
MRS. P. Then let her find one—but not in my room!
MRS. MAJOR. I insist on my wishes being carried out.
FANNY (aside to MAJOR). Oh, brother Jeremiah, if I was only in your place just for five minutes!