Jem (to Porter): Let her ladyship's trunks be taken to the Blue Rooms.
Kitty: Not to the Blue Rooms. They are quite damp. (To Jem) I may speak a word in my own house, I suppose? (To Porter) Let the trunks be taken to the Turret Room.
Jem: The chimneys smoke there.
Kitty: Excuse me. They do not.
Jem: Excuse me. They do.
Sir W.: They smoked once upon a time, perhaps, but may not now.
Porter: Where may I say the luggage is to be carried?
Jem: Take your orders from your mistress.
Kitty: No! From your master!
Jem (to Kitty): Spare me at least before the lady's-maid!