Rose. There’s a glass upon the wall.
Liz. I prefer to remain as I be.
Jane. Sister and me have our caps packed up in the tin box.
Kitty. [Bringing the tin box from the doorway.] Shall I take you upstairs to change? Dinner’s not quite ready yet.
Liz. That will suit us best, I’m sure. Come, sister.
[Kitty leads the way out, followed by both sisters.
John. I’ll just step outside and see that Jerry’s tending to the horse.
[He hurries out, and Robert is left alone with Rose.
Rose. [Coming towards him and holding out her hands.] O, Robert, is it the same between us as it was last time?
Robert. [Looking at her critically.] You’ve got your hair different or something.