M.—Well?
R.—What about a table-cloth?
M.—Hadn't you better ask Susan for one of the dining-room ones?
R.—Susan is always cross when we ask her for that kind of thing, she seems to think we make jam and cocoa stains on the table-cloths.
M.—Dear me, I wonder what can make her think that?
R.—I think it must be because Janet always spills the jam at breakfast.
J.—You needn't talk, for once you dropped a whole cutlet on to your knicker-bockers.
R.—But as we are not going to have cutlets, you needn't talk about it now.
M.—I don't think people ought to quarrel when they're giving a tea-party.
R.—No, we'll quarrel after tea, we're too busy now.