Lucy. She wears the neatest, quietest shoes imaginable, only I happened to notice they have Louis heels. (he looks in wonder) That tells you nothing—the inference is too subtle; but it's quite enough for me. (Gandy appears with butter on tray, he comes right of table) Make a dignified clerical exit—here comes Gandy.
Thor. (takes hat and backs to C.) I think I won't wait, Miss Lucy. (Gandy coughs, Thorsby turns nervously, and looks at him) So will you kindly give my message to Mr. Pillenger?
Lucy. Certainly!
Thor. Thank you. (crosses to gate L.) Good morning!
Lucy. Good morning. (he looks towards Lucy—catches Gandy's eye and exits through gate. Lucy is applauding his exit when Gandy turns and hides her action. Lucy sits on garden chair and opens the "Standard") Gandy! what is there for breakfast? (Gandy has crossed to top of table and placed butter on it)
Gan. H'eggs!
Lucy. Poached?
Gan. Biled.
Lucy. Auntie said poached.
Gan. Cook said biled.