Eva.—Perhaps she is late.
B.—Miss Dobson is never late.
F.—What is that letter on the table? Why, it's her writing! It's a letter from Miss Dobson!
F.—With our names written on it!
D.—It must be to say why she has not come.
B.—Quick! Let's open it.
E.—(Snatches at it.) No, no, I'll open it.
D.—Let us all open it together, and read it at the same time.
All.—Capital!
(They all rush at the letter which they tear in two.)