JAWBONES There's one at 118, High Street. Shall I go, miss?
PHOEBE No, thanks. I'll go myself. Oh, what about the band?
JANET Lady Mogton says she'd like it. If it isn't too tired.
GINGER It's at Sell's Coffee-'ouse in Piggott Street. I 'eard
them practising.
PHOEBE Good. I shan't be more than a few minutes.
ST. HERBERT I'll come with you, if I may? I've got some news that
may be of use to you.
PHOEBE Do. [To GINGER.] Stop here, I may want you.
[PHOEBE and ST. HERBERT go out.]
JANET How was Mrs. Chilvers seeming this afternoon?
GINGER Never 'eard 'er speak better, miss.
JANET Did you stop to the end?
GINGER Not quite. Mrs. Spender wanted some shopping done.
[JANET goes out.]
GINGER Can I 'elp yer?
JAWBONES Yer might hold the piper while I blow.
[The fire begins to burn.]
GINGER It's getting brighter.
JAWBONES That's caught it.
GINGER Wonderful what a little coaxing will do.
JAWBONES [He is still squatting on his heels, folding up the
paper.
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