"Hullo!" cried the Doctor, blinking and sniffing, "where's the breakfast ?" "Oh, didn't you order it ?" asked Ida.
"I! No; why should I ?" He rang the bell.

"Why have you not laid the breakfast, Jane ?" "If you please, sir, Miss Ida was a workin' at the table." "Oh, of course, Jane," said the young lady calmly.

"I am so sorry.

I shall be ready to move in a few minutes." "But what on earth are you doing, Ida ?" asked the Doctor.

"The smell is most offensive.