Clara
There is—I put it ’ere myself.
Myra
Perhaps you’d find it for us, then?
Clara
Searching.
That’s very funny. I could ’ave sworn on me Bible oath I brought it in.
Myra
Well, it obviously isn’t here now.
Clara
Someone’s taken it—that’s what it is.
Richard
It seems a queer thing to do.
Myra
Do you think you could get us some more?
Clara
Oh, yes, I’ll fetch you some; but mark my words, there’s been some ’anky-panky somewhere.
She goes out.
Myra
Clara is really more at home in a dressing-room than a house.
Richard
Was she Judith’s dresser?
Myra
Of course. What other excuse could there possibly be for her?