[Mrs. Bennet comes in from the dressing-room. She leaves the door
ajar. The sound of a hammer is heard. It ceases almost
immediately.] Oh, Mrs. Bennet, we were going to ask you--who is to
be her ladyship's maid? Have you decided yet?
MRS. BENNET. I have come to the conclusion--looking at the thing
from every point of view--that Jane would be the best selection.
THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. Jane!
THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. But does she understand the duties?
MRS. BENNET. A lady's maid, being so much alone with her mistress,
is bound to have a certain amount of influence. And Jane has
exceptionally high principles.
THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. That is true, dear.
MRS. BENNET. As regards the duties, she is very quick at learning
anything new. Of course, at first -
The sound of hammering again comes from the bedroom.
THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. Who is that hammering in her ladyship's
bedroom?
MRS. BENNET. It is Bennet, Miss Edith. We thought it might be
helpful: a few texts, hung where they would always catch her
ladyship's eye. [She notices the look of doubt.] Nothing offensive.
Mere general exhortations such as could be read by any lady. [The
Misses Wetherell look at one another, but do not speak.] I take it,
dinner will be at half past seven, as usual?
THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. Yes, Mrs. Bennet, thank you. They will
not be here till about nine. They will probably prefer a little
supper to themselves.
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