FANNY. I know. [_Laughs_.] You doctors are all alike. You all
denounce it, but you all drink it. [_She hands him the two cups_.] That
one is for Aunt Wetherell of the beautiful hair; and the other is for
Aunt Wetherell of the beautiful eyes. [_Laughs_.] It’s the only way I
can distinguish them.
_Bennet enters_.
Oh, Bennet!
BENNET. You sent for me?
FANNY. Yes. I understand some ladies have called.
BENNET. I think your ladyship must have been misinformed. I most
certainly have seen none.
FANNY. I have to assume, Bennet, that either Dr. Freemantle or you are
telling lies.
_A silence_.
BENNET. A party of over-dressed young women, claiming to be acquainted
with your ladyship, have arrived in a van. I am giving them tea in the
servants’ hall, and will see to it that they are sent back to the station
in ample time to catch their train back to town.
FANNY. Please show them up. They will have their tea here.
BENNET [_her very quietness is beginning to alarm him_. _It shakes him
from his customary perfection of manners_]. The Lady Bantocks do not as
a rule receive circus girls in their boudoir.
FANNY [_still with her alarming quietness_]. Neither do they argue with
their servants. Please show these ladies in.