Mrs. Perkins. I'm getting it all right, I think. I've beenrehearsing all day.

Perkins. You bet your life on that, Henry Cobb, real Earl ofPuddingford. If you aren't restowhite to your estates and title thisnight, it won't be for any lack of suffering on my part. Give meyour biking cap, unless you want to use it in the play. I'll hang itup. [Exit.

Yardsley. Thanks. (Looks about the room.) Everything here seems tobe right.

Perkins returns.

Mrs. Perkins (rehearsing). And henceforth, my lord, let usunderstand one another.

Perkins. Certainly, my dear. I'll go and have myself translated.Would you prefer me in French, German, or English?