Violet. (aside to her mother). Mamma, do you know—you know you want a governess for me.
Lady P. Yes, if I could find a good one.
Violet. (aloud). Stoop again, mamma, I’ve more to whisper. (Aside to her mother). She says she will be my governess, if you please.
Lady P. She!—who is she?
Violet. Louisa.
Lady P. (patting Violetta’s cheek). You are a little fool. Miss Talbot is only playing with you.
Violet. No, indeed, mamma; she is in earnest; are not you, Louisa?—Oh, say yes!
Louisa. Yes.
Violet. (claps her hands). Yes, mamma; do you hear yes?
Louisa. If Lady Piercefield will trust you to my care, I am persuaded that I should be much happier as your governess, my good little Violetta, than as an humble dependent of Miss Bursal’s. (Aside to her mother.) You see that, now I am put to the trial, I keep to my resolution, dear mother.