"Madam?" said Ferris.
"It is I, Ferris—Mrs. Waddington."
"Very good, madam."
"What did you say? Come closer. I can't hear you."
The butler, though not a man who did this sort of thing as a general rule, indulgently stretched a point and stood on tip-toe. He advanced his mouth towards the hole in the wall and repeated his remark.
"I said 'Very good, madam,'" explained this modern Pyramus.
"Oh? Well, be quick, Ferris."
"Quick, madam?"
"Be quick and let us out."
"You wish me to release you, madam?"