Kate.
That sounds like Miss Marsh coming downstairs [She goes to the door and opens it.] Miss Pringle is here, Miss.
[Norah comes in. She is a woman of twenty-eight, with a pleasant, honest face and a happy smile. She is gentle, with quiet manners, but she has a quick temper, under very good control, and a passionate nature which is hidden under a demure appearance. She is simply dressed in black.]
Norah.
I am glad to see you. I was hoping you’d be able to come here this afternoon.
Miss Pringle.
Mrs. Hubbard has gone for a drive with somebody or other, and didn’t want me.
[They kiss one another. Norah notices the wreath.]
Norah.
What’s this?