If you please , ma ’ am , the butcher ’ s called . Very good , ma ’ am . Very good , ma ’ am . If you please , ma ’ am , the gardener hasn ’ t sent in a very big basket of pease . Cook says it won ’ t look much for three . Very good , ma ’ am . As she is going , COLONEL WHARTON enters from the garden with a basket of cherries . He is a thin old man , much older than his wife , with white hair ; but though very frail he still carries himself erectly . His face is bronzed by long exposure to tropical suns , but even so it is the face of a sick man . He wears a light tweed suit which hangs about him loosely , as though he had shrunk since it was made for him . He has a round tweed hat of the same material . Yes , sir . I ’ ll bring it . If you please , ma ’ am , Mrs. Poole has called . She wouldn ’ t come in , ma ’ am . She said she was passing and she just stopped to enquire how you were . Very well , sir . Mrs. Poole . Mrs. Littlewood . Dr. Macfarlane . Mrs. Littlewood . Mr. and Mrs. Poole . Dr. Macfarlane . The woman ’ s come , ma ’ am . Please , sir , Mrs. Wharton says , will you go upstairs now ? Oh , well , they always like best end . You can ’ t go far wrong if you have that . Well , they ’ ll do nicely .