Lucy. (takes him by the lapels of coat) When I said you were a humbug, I meant there is one person you are always trying to deceive.
Dor. Who's that?
Lucy. Jack Dorvaston! (he looks bewildered) Don't you mind what I say; go and fetch my orchid. (turns him round and pushes him away. He pauses, rubs his head reflectively, and at last strolls off R. Lucy goes over to the tree and sits for a moment in thought. She suddenly remembers the letter in tree, and jumps on seat to get it. Caroline has come out, bringing with her two pudding basins which she places on the seat under the garden window; she comes down to table R. to take up the newspaper, she catches sight of Lucy who is trying to get the letter out of cavity)
Car. (coming C.) Shall I do that?
Lucy. Oh, Cook, is that you? (turning quickly) You startled me.
Car. Did I? I'm sorry.
Lucy. What was it you said?
Car. I offered to get your letter for you. I have a longer reach.
Lucy. What letter? (jumps down)
Car. The latest one from Mr. Thorsby.