Part 69

LILY.

MAUD.

Oh, gracious, what on earth is the matter with you this morning! I've never known you as queer as this after any hop you've been to in my time. [To MRS. UPJOHN, who has lowered her paper.] Nothing wrong, is there?

LILY.

MAUD.

LILY.

MAUD.

MRS. UPJOHN.

LILY.

Yes, mother?

MRS. UPJOHN.

'Ave another cup o' tea, won't you?

LILY.

No.

MRS. UPJOHN.

'Nother bit o' toast, then?

LILY.

No.

MRS. UPJOHN.

Smoke a cigarette.

LILY.

No.

MRS. UPJOHN.

You always do 'ave a w'iff after your breakfast. Come!

LILY.

No.

MRS. UPJOHN.

LILY.