The door opens and
PHOEBE enters, shown in by HAKE, the butler, a thin, ascetic-
looking man of about thirty, with prematurely grey hair. PHOEBE
MOGTON is of the Fluffy Ruffles type, petite, with a retrousse
nose, remarkably bright eyes, and a quantity of fluffy light hair,
somewhat untidily arranged. She is fashionably dressed in the
fussy, flyaway style. ELIZABETH looks up; the two young women
shake hands.]
PHOEBE Good woman. 'Tisn't three o'clock yet, is it?
ELIZABETH About five minutes to.
PHOEBE Annys is on her way. I just caught her in time. [To
HAKE.] Put a table and six chairs. Give mamma a hammer and a
cushion at her back.
HAKE A hammer, miss?
PHOEBE A chairman's hammer. Haven't you got one?
HAKE I'm afraid not, miss. Would a gravy spoon do?
PHOEBE [To ELIZABETH, after expression of disgust.] Fancy a house
without a chairman's hammer! [To HAKE.] See that there's
something. Did your wife go to the meeting last night?
HAKE [He is arranging furniture according to instructions.
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