Car. Won't you both sit down and have it comfortably?
Lucy. Is it safe to wait? (crosses up C. and looks off—anxiously)
Car. Quite.
Lucy. Keziah?
Car. Keziah is not awake—I wrapped the alarum in a blanket. (Lucy crosses to top; Thorsby to R.; Cook crosses to top of chair and puts tray on table and shoe on chair L.; Lucy and Thorsby then sit)
Lucy. It has probably dawned on you, Harry, that Cook is a good friend of ours?
Thor. It has, indeed! (he rises, bows—sits again)
Car. Cook was once young herself—it was some years ago—but she hasn't forgotten the circumstances. (to Lucy) Milk and sugar?
Lucy. Thanks. (she holds cup to her)
Car. Mr. Thorsby?