(Draws forward chair for Mrs. R., they sit.)
Mrs. R.—Oh, not at all. I've not been here very long.
Mrs. S.—I sent down my little Petsy to amuse you.
Mrs. R.—Oh, thank you, yes, she came.
Mrs. S.—It is impossible to feel dull where she is. Such an original child, so full of life!
Mrs. R.—Oh, indeed! I came to see you, Mrs. Simonds, about the charity bazaar at Wandsworth.
Mrs. S.—The bazaar, yes.
P.—(Loud.) Ma! Ma! How long is she going to stay?
Mrs. S.—(Smiling.) Oh, dear, dear, Petsy, Mrs. Roberts will be quite shocked at you! She will really, won't you, Mrs. Roberts?
Mrs. R.—(Tries to smile.) Oh, dear no! Sweet child!