Jessie. Will Aunt Clara get married soon?
Emily. ’Tis to be hoped as she will be. Such a set out in the house I have never seen afore in all my days. Young women as is hale and hearty having their victuals took up to their rooms and a-lying in bed till ’tis noon or later.
Jessie. ’Tis only one of them as lies in bed.
Robin. [To Clara.] Do you think Aunt has got sommat for us upstairs, Joan?
Clara. [Rising and putting down her work.] I know she has, Robin.
Emily. Don’t let me catch you speaking to Master Spring as though you and he was of the same station, young person.
Clara. Master Robin, and Miss Jessie, I will go upstairs and fetch the gifts that your aunt has brought for you.
[She goes leisurely towards the staircase door, smiling at the children.
Emily. Ah, and you may tell your young madam that ’tis high time as she was out of bed and abroad. Hear that? [Clara goes out.
Jessie. I like her. She speaks so gentle. Not like Aunt.