Kitty. Oh, how distressing! I never make a face.
Lucy. Now I'm going out to shop for mother.
[Jumps round room and goes out.
Kitty [looking after her]. Oh, poor girl, how I pity her! What is that I see on the ground over there? [Goes out and brings in Lucy's pocket.] Why, I believe this is Lucy's pocket! Dear, dear, how careless of her! What a good thing I was there ready to pick it up. [Feels in bag.] Nothing in it. Ha! there's something. No, it's only the binding round it. Dear, dear, she has lost the money too! I must go and find my aunt and take it to her.
[Enter Mrs. L., Kitty ostentatiously holding bag so that Mrs. L. may see it.
Mrs. L. What's that you have, Kitty?
Kitty [holding it up]. It's Lucy's pocket.
Mrs. L. What! Lucy's pocket, that I made her this morning? What are you doing with it, Kitty?
Kitty. I'm sorry to say, Aunt Jane, that Lucy dropped it, and as I happened to be looking round me to see if I could be useful in any way I saw it and picked it up.
Mrs. L. And what about the pence that were in it?