Harriet (gloomily). If Catharine were here she would make us do just as she pleases. (With awe.) She has been studying parliamentary law.
All (much impressed). No! Really?
Grace. Well, suppose we think hard for a few minutes, and then tell our ideas. [Silence.]
Pauline (suddenly). Couldn't we— No, that wouldn't do.
Harriet. Perhaps we might— No, I'm afraid that wouldn't do, either.
Rose. Do they need clothes? We might send them a trunkful or two.
Silvia (doubtfully). No, I don't believe they need clothes particularly. (Then quickly.) I've heard that they suffer horribly from hunger.
Harriet. Splendid! Then we can send them some canned soups and potted meats and—
Pauline (sarcastically). And lobster salad and fried oysters. No, girls; really, I think if we got our brothers to give us their old guns and bought a few new ones it would be the best thing. My brother said last evening they were unarmed, and couldn't defend themselves.