B. (courtesying). Yes, sir.
Mr. G. (angrily). This instant. Do you hear?
B. (courtesying again). Yes, sir. My clothes are all packed. (Turning to Mrs. G.) Good-by, mum.
Mrs. G. (unconcernedly). Oh, good-by, Bridget. So you are going, are you?
B. Yes, mum.
Mrs. G. Perhaps you would like a recommendation.
Mr. G. I shall give none.
Mrs. G. Because, if you would, I will give you one very willingly.
B. No, mum; I don’t think I shall live out ag’in just yet. I’m goin’ to stop wid my sister a while.
Mrs. G. Very well, Bridget; (in a significant tone) you must call again soon.