[She makes Rosie sit down and comforts her.
Ethel.
Mother, how could you.
Mrs. Parker-Jennings.
Hold your tongue, Ethel. I’ve been wanting to give those people a lesson for some time. Where’s our table, Robert?
Parker-Jennings.
There are some people sitting there, my dear. We shall ’ave to take this one.
Mrs. Parker-Jennings.
Didn’t you tell the waiter to reserve it? Waiter!
Jack Straw.