THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. It's so important that we should tell
him before he sees Fanny.
NEWTE. We'll see to it. [He makes the tea.] I fancy they're both
asleep at present.
THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. Poor boy!
THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. If she only hadn't -
Dr. Freemantle has entered.
DR. FREEMANTLE. I thought I heard somebody stirring -
NEWTE. Hush! [He indicates doors, the one leading to her ladyship's
apartments, the other to his lordship's.]
THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL [turning and greeting him]. It was so
kind of you not to leave us last night.
THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. We were so upset.
Dr. Freemantle pats their hands.
THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. We hope you slept all right.
DR. FREEMANTLE. Excellently. Shall be glad of a shave, that's all.
[Laughs. Both he and Newte suggest the want of one.]
NEWTE [who has been officiating]. Help yourself to milk and sugar.
DR. FREEMANTLE [who has seated himself]. Have the Bennets gone?
NEWTE. Well, they had their notice all right.
THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL [they have begun to cry]. It has been so
wrong and foolish of us. We have never learnt to do anything for
ourselves.
THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. We don't even know where our things are.
DR. FREEMANTLE. They can't all have gone--the whole twenty-three of
them, at a couple of hours' notice. [To Newte] Haven't seen any of
them, have you?
NEWTE. No sign of any of them downstairs.
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