The Poor Little Rich Girl

ave tea, and I'm sure you wouldn't?er? Tea! And me workin' like a dog upstairs! Miss Royle Why work? Why not take a ride in the motor? I am sure Gwen darling would enjoy it. [Ingratiatingly. ] And you may take Thomas with you. [Suddenly mollified, and brightening.] Oh! Thomas!?Well, I suppose a ride would be good for little Gwennie. chapter{Section 4[She goes into the elevator and closes the door. The cage ascends. Potter appears at the sideboard in the dining- room.'] Miss Royle Ah, there you are, Potter! Potter [Entering, and coming to the table.] Eh? MlSS ROYLE [With assumed dignity.'] You may serve tea. Potter Tea! [Stares about the room.'] Here? Miss Royle Here. [potter is dumb with amazement.] Madam won't be back for an hour. Potter [With polite firmness.'] I beg to remind you that there is a schoolroom upstairs. [He goes into the dining-room.' The Dancing Master Outrageous, Miss Royle! The Music Teacher Impertinence! The German Teacher Himmel! The French Teacher Mees Royle! Miss Royle I wouldn't have such a butler in my house! [To the Music Teacher.] And as for Jane? Well, I flatter myself that I never lose the composure of a lady. The Music Teacher I think you handled her extremely well, Miss Royle. Miss Royle [On the verge of tears.'] But it hurts to stand insults from such an ignorant, two-faced thing! [Proudly.] In my own home, the butler w...