Servant.—Your commands are laid to heart.
Husband.—Sit down here.
Servant.—Oh! what an unexpected honor!
Husband.—Now, then; I fear it will be uncomfortable, but oblige me by putting your head under this "abstraction blanket."
Servant.—Your commands are laid to heart.
Husband.—Well, it is scarcely necessary to say so; but even if my old woman should tell you to take off the abstraction blanket, be sure not to do so until my return.
Servant.—Of course not. I should not think of taking it off. Pray don't be alarmed.
Husband.—I will be back soon.
Servant.—Please be good enough to return quickly.
Husband.—Ah! that is well over! No doubt Hana is waiting impatiently for me. I will make haste and go.