Aurora. (to Aunt, affectionately) 'Ere you are, mum, 'ere's your clothes—auntie! (hands clothes to Aunt)
(Flo. takes them and exits into bathroom.)
(calls after her) 'Ere, they won't fit you! 'Ow can I thank you? You done it all, mum. The dear doctor's never give me the slightest encouragement of a word or a look.
Aunt. (with blank astonishment) He never has?
Aurora. No, mum. It was all a one side, and I should never 'ave 'ooked him if you 'adn't said the word.
Aunt. I breathe again, (aside) Jack's a perfect angel, (to Aurora) I'll see you again, my good girl, before I go.
(Exit Aunt into bathroom.)
Aurora. I 'ope we shall see you h'often when were married. You'll always be welcome. She don't know what she's done for 'im. (at sofa side)
Andrew. I think it's about time I met my future father-in-law—I shall have two or three things to say to him.
(Aurora sits on couch and puts her feet up. Andrew sits in Doctor's chair. Enter Waverly, shown in by Tupper.)