Angry? Aubrey. Aubrey. Yes—no. But it's eleven o'clock. Paula. Paula. [Laughing.] I know. Aubrey. Aubrey. What on earth will Morse think?[43] [43] Paula. Paula. Do you trouble yourself about what servants think? Aubrey. Aubrey. Of course. Paula. Paula. Goose! They're only machines made to wait upon people—and to give evidence in the Divorce Court. [Looking round.] Oh, indeed! A snug little dinner!
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