Pil. Impossible to cut rashers from bacon that is—er—practically non-existent.
Dor. Thing no fellah could do! (Miss Pillenger glares at him)
Car. I remember you did mention fish, but you've had a good deal of fish lately, so I thought I'd try you with kidneys. But if there has been any inconvenience, I'm sorry.
Pil. There has been no inconvenience.
Dor. None at all. (Miss Pillenger glares at Dorvaston)
Pil. Hannah, I think we may pass (as they say in the House of Commons) to the orders of the day.
Dor. Hear, hear! (Pillenger looks at him)
Miss P. Well, Cook, since you express your regret (Dorvaston and Lucy laugh) I will say no more. Now as to this evening, you will be in sole charge of the house, (both men look up) as I have given Keziah permission to go to the Penny Reading—so I think we will make it a cold meal, as that will entail less washing up.
Car. Just as you like.
Miss P. We will begin with salmon.