[Taking out her handkerchief.] Oh, yes, Mrs. Insoley. I really, really would.
Mrs. Insoley.
[Touched.] You are a good girl, Louisa, and you may have that black lace shawl of mine. If you mend it carefully, it’ll last you for years.
Miss Hall.
Oh, thank you, Mrs. Insoley. You are so kind to me.
Edith.
D’you think I ought to offer to go away to-day? I was going to stay till to-morrow.
Cobbett.
I was going to-day in any case. I’m due to stay with some people in Wiltshire.
Mrs. Insoley.