Ellis.
Well, I give it up!
(Lady Patricia is heard singing in the distance.)
There, she’s at it again!
(Bill enters up the central ladder unperceived by the others. He stands in the background. They all listen to the singing in silence until it ceases.)
She can sing, an’ no error!
Baldwin.
Minds me of an ole cat as used to yeowl night after night in the rubub beds.
Ellis.