_Honor._ To shut the door after me when I’d come into a room. _Bloom._ _When I’d come_--now that’s not dic’snary English. _Mrs. Carv._ Good Bloomsbury, let that pass for the present--come a little nearer to me, my good girl. _Honor._ Yes, ma’am. _Bloom._ Take care of that china pyramint with your cloak--walk on to Mrs. Carver--no need to be afraid--I’ll stand your friend. _Mrs. Carv._ I should have thought, Honor McBride, you were in too comfortable a way at home, to think of going into service. _Honor._ (_sighs_) No better father, nor brother, _nor_ (than) I have, ma’am, I thank your ladyship; but some things come across. _Mrs. Carv._ (_aside_) Oh! it is a blushing case, I see: I must talk to her alone, by-and-by. (_Aloud_) I don’t mean, my good girl, to pry into your family affairs. _Honor._ Oh! ma’am, you’re too good. (_Aside_) The kind-hearted Lady, how I love her already! (_She wipes the tears from her eyes._) _Bloom._ Take care of the bow-pot at your elbow, child; for if you break the necks of them moss roses-- _Honor._ I ax their pardon. _Mrs. Carv._ Better take the flower-pot out of her way, Bloomsbury. _Bloom._ (_moving the flower-pot_) There, now: but, Honor, keep your eyes on my lady, never turn your head, and keep your hands always afore you, as I show you. Ma’am, she’ll larn manners in time--Lon’on was not built in a day. It i’n’t to be expected of she! _Mrs. Carv._ It is not to be expected indeed that she should learn every thing at once; so one thing at a time, good Bloomsbury, and one person at a time. Leave Honor to me for the present. _Bloom._ Certainly, ma’am; I beg pardon--I was only saying-- _Mrs. Carv._ Since it is, it seems, necessary, my good girl, that you should leave home, I am glad that you are not too proud to go into service. _Honor._ Oh! into _your_ service, ma’am,--I’d be too proud if you’d be kind enough to accept me. _Mrs. Carv._ Then as to wages, what do you expect? _Honor._ Any thing at all you please, ma’am. _Bloom._ (_pressing down her shoulder_) And where’s your curtsy? We shall bring these Irish knees into training by and by, I hopes. _Honor._ I’m awk’ard and strange, ma’am--I never was from home afore. _Mrs. Carv._ Poor girl--we shall agree very well, I hope. _Honor._ Oh yes, any thing at all, ma’am; I’m not greedy--nor needy, thanks above! but it’s what I’d wish to be under your protection if it was plasing, and I’ll do my very best, madam. (_Curtsies._) _Mrs. Carv._ Nobody can expect more, and I hope and trust you’ll find mine an easy place--Bloomsbury, you will tell her, what will be required of her. (_Mrs. Carver looks at her watch._) At twelve o’clock I shall be returned from my walk, and then, Honor, you will come into my cabinet here; I want to say a few words to you. [_Exeunt omnes._ SCENE IV. _The High Road--A Cottage in view--Turf-stack, Hay-rick, &c._ _Catty Rooney alone, walking backwards and forwards._