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_ ACT II - SCENE II After a few moments MILES HOOPER and LUKE JENNER come into the kitchen. They both look round the room enquiringly.
MILES. LUKE. MILES. LUKE. MILES. I'm quite agreeable, Mister Jenner. [THOMAS and GEORGE come in. GEORGE carries a bucket of water.] THOMAS. MILES. [JOAN, in a flowered silk gown, comes slowly and carefully into the room, followed by CLARA, who carries a lace shawl over one arm. She has put on a large white apron, but wears nothing on her head but the narrow blue ribbon. During the following scene she stands quietly, half hidden by the door.] [JOAN looks nervously round the room, then she draws herself up very haughtily. MILES comes forward and bows low.] THOMAS. Well, bless my soul, who'd have guessed at the change it do make in a wench? JOAN. A good afternoon to you, sir. THOMAS. Upon my word, but you might knock me over. MILES. THOMAS. That may be so, yet 'twasn't as such I had figured she in the eye of my mind, like. [There is a moment's silence. THOMAS. [Turning to JOAN.] There, my wench, I count you've not forgotten Georgie? JOAN. THOMAS. JOAN. Good afternoon, George. MILES. Now that's what I call a bit of stylish breeding. [GEORGE has made no answer to JOAN's bow. He quietly ignores it, and takes up his pail of water. As he does so he catches sight of CLARA, who has been watching the whole scene from the corner where she is partly concealed. He looks at her for one moment, and then sets the bucket down again.] THOMAS. GEORGE. No, us did not, master. [He carries his pail into the back kitchen as EMILY and the children come in.] EMILY. THOMAS. EMILY. MILES. It will be my sweet pleasure to conduct Missy to the parlour. [LUKE offers his arm on the other side, and JOAN moves off with both the young men.] JOAN. Indeed, I shall be glad to rest on a comfortable couch. I'm dead tired of the country air already. ROBIN. You'll not go off to sleep afore the chicken and sparrow grass is ate, will you, Aunt? [MILES, LUKE and JOAN having gone out, EMILY begins to bang the chairs back in their places and to arrange the room, watched by the two children. CLARA, who has remained half hidden by the door, now goes quietly upstairs.] EMILY. Here, George, Mag. [GEORGE comes in.] EMILY. JESSIE. ROBIN. GEORGE. And I don't seem to fancy her neither. [Curtain.] _ |