laura (ignoring her return). Martha, do you remember that odious man who used to live next door, who played the 'cello on Sundays?
martha. Oh yes, I remember. They used to hang out washing in the garden, didn't they?
laura (very scandalously). Julia is friends with him! They call on each other. His wife doesn't live with him any longer.
(Julia rises and goes slowly and majestically out of the room.)
laura (after relishing what she conceives to be her rout of the enemy). Martha, what do you think of Julia?
martha. Oh, she's—— What do you want me to think?
laura. High and mighty as ever, isn't she? She's been here by herself so long she thinks the whole place is hers.
martha. I daresay we shall settle down well enough presently. Which room are you sleeping in?
laura. Of course, I have my old one. Where do you want to go?
martha. The green room will suit me.