MRS. CLOUSTON
(rather flustered—gasps)
HESTER
I hope that’s not a visitor. (Janet stares Then laughs good-humouredly. Aunt Harriet’s nervous desire to keep her out of the way of visitors strikes her as amusing.) What are you laughing at, Janet?
JANET
(shrugs)
Nothing, Aunt Harriet.
ELLEN
(showing in)
Miss Deanes. Mr. Brown.