Margaret.
I'm afraid he did. [With emotion.] He would have
died for me.
Peggy.
And did he?
Margaret.
[Checking emotion, laughing a little.] Not that
exactly.
Peggy.
[With an air of great mystery.] Did the foreigners
kill him?
Margaret.
[Changed voice, putting the child down.] No, not
the foreigners.
Peggy.
Lucy says the foreigners want to kill my papa.
Margaret.
[With a start.] Who is Lucy?
Peggy.
Nursie. Lucy hates the foreigners. So do I.
[Lifting her little finger in Margaret's face and assuming an air of mystery.] They get into houses,
and do things, terrible things, shocking things. Lucy
says cook must be a foreigner—'cause she's always
poisoning us with roly-poly pudding.
[Margaret laughs. Lady Dorothy Nugent enters by upper door, L. Margaret rises.
Margaret.
Lady Dorothy?
