Aunt H. Why, I'll take it right eout the fust hing.
Kitty. No, no! that would be too abrupt. Manage to speak of bonnets; but do not show it until they ask to see it.
Aunt H. Well, I guess I know heow to do it genteelly.
Enter Katy, l.
Katy. Two ladies to see you, miss. (Crosses to R.)
Kitty. Where's mother, Katy?
Katy. Gone to the butcher's, miss. [Exit R.
Aunt H. Butcher's? Wal, I do hope she'll git some mutton, for the Joneses has it; and we ought to be as genteel as our neighbours.
Enter Mrs. Fastone and Dora, l., very elegantly attired.