Enter Yardsley.
Yardsley. They've come, and we can begin at last.
Enter Perkins, Miss Andrews, and Mr. and Mrs. Bradley.
Mrs. Perkins. Take off your things, Emma. Let me take your cloak,Dorothy. Does Edward feel equal--
Mrs. Bradley. He says so. Knows it word for word, he says, thoughI've been so busy with my own--[They go out talking.
Yardsley. Well, Brad, how goes it? Know your part?