When does your baggage get here?
I'm expecting the bulk of it in the morning.
We could leave the trunks here and sleep in the hall. There's no use crowding the trunks.
I don't know what we're going to do when the wolfhounds arrive. I hope you don't mind animals.
Oh, not at all. I've roomed with a great many of them before.
Yes, I can see that.
Fresh kill?
Yes, I trapped them myself.
Do you mind if I ask a personal question?
Another one?
Are these trunks full of bodies?
Well, I was just thinking if the room got too crowded, we could live in the trunks.
Yes, that's a good idea. You don't mind helping me unpack. Oh, I beg your pardon, you're not the maid, are you? [Terry drapes unpacked articles of clothing over Jean's arm]
Oh, that's quite all right. What a lovely dress! Whipped up at home by loving hands.
Every stitch.
Do you cook too?
Nothing fancy. Just plain home-cooking.
I'll bet you could boil a terrific pan of water.
I see that in addition to your other charms, you have that insolence generated by an inferior upbringing.
Hmm. Fancy clothes, fancy language and everything.
Unfortunately, I learned to speak English correctly.
That won't be of much use to you here - we all speak pig Latin.
And I use the right knife and fork. I hope you don't mind.
All you need's the knife.
