MRS. P. Yes, don’t they call it something else? Not sand, but something like it.
EDWIN. Strand?
MRS. P. Strand! that’s it.
EDWIN. Yes, some people call it strand. The grocers call it sugar.
MRS. P. How very playful of them! Well, go on, and tell me the next beauty.
EDWIN. Over there’s the sun.
MRS. P. But I can’t look at that, because of my complexion.
EDWIN. Oh! I’m sorry you can’t look at that, because it’s the last beauty of Dumpington.
MRS. P. Is that all?