Mrs. C. [grimly]. We all have. It's a weary world.
Mrs. J. Oh, Mrs. Crabstick, cheer up, just when we've come to such a nice tea-party.
Mrs. C. I depend on my tea.
Mrs. B. Oh, of course; so do I.
Mrs. J. We all do.
Mrs. S. Well, I hope you'll get it as you like it to-day.
Mrs. C. One doesn't get what one's used to out of their own house, but if you come out to tea one must make the best of it.
Mrs. J. [to Mrs. S.]. And your little maid, Sukey, makes such good tea.
Mrs. S. Yes, she does, but to-day she's out. I'm afraid she must have had a tumble off her bicycle.
Mrs. C. Bicycle indeed! In my young days feet were good enough.