R.—Oh, that's capital. Now, Janet, we can have two lumps each, one in each cup of tea. You can't have more. It's horrid to be greedy, you know.
J.—(With a sigh.) Well, I suppose that will have to do.
R.—Now, there's the milk, we'll ask the cook for that.
J.—And we shall want some spoons and knives.
R.—Susan will get out those.
J.—I should like to have some toast, too.
R.—We'll ask nurse to make that, they make such nice toast in the nursery.
J.—And then the biscuits.
R.—And the jam. We must ask Mammy what we may have. Mammy!
M.—What is it now?