Mrs. Insoley.
Cobbett.
[With some asperity.] Cobbett!
Mrs. Insoley.
[Turning to Miss Hall.] We used to have a milkman called Cobbett, Louisa.
Miss Hall.
Our milkman is called Wilkinson now.
Mrs. Insoley.
[Very graciously.] You were singing a song when I came in. What was it called?