AUNT HANNAH. I hope she’s a good girl.
(Noise off. PAMELA, MAMIE, JOHN and TULLY continuing argument loudly off R. as at end of Act II.)
Oh, what’s that?
URSULA. People next door, I suppose.
(Noise ceases.)
AUNT HANNAH (opening her cloak). Dear me! It’s close!
URSULA. Removing your things?
AUNT HANNAH. Yes, I should like to. (Rising.)
URSULA (goes to door L., opens door and holds door open). Bedroom this way.
AUNT HANNAH (crossing to door). How very convenient. And I find every one in London so very kind and polite.