I've been half over London
chasing Mrs. Mountcalm-Villiers. Cabs would have come, at the very
least, to twelve-and-six.
PHOEBE Well -
JANET [To ELIZABETH.] Well--I want you to put me down as a
contributor for twelve-and-six. [She smiles.] It's the only way I
can give.
PHOEBE [She is taking off JANET'S cloak; throws it to HAKE.] Have
this put somewhere to dry. [She pushes JANET to the fire.] Get
near the fire. You're as cold as ice.
ELIZABETH All the seats inside, I suppose, occupied by the
chivalrous sex.
JANET Oh, there was one young fellow offered to give me up his
place, but I wouldn't let him. You see, we're claiming equality.
[Smiles.]
ELIZABETH And are being granted it--in every direction where it
works to the convenience of man.
PHOEBE [Laughs.] Is she coming--the Villiers woman?
JANET Yes. I ran her down at last--at her dress-maker's. She
made an awful fuss about it, but I wouldn't leave till she'd
promised. Tell me, it's something quite important, isn't it?
PHOEBE I don't know anything, except that I had an urgent telegram
from mamma this morning to call a meeting of the entire Council
here at three o'clock.
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