Oh, you *are* kind

[She knocks on the door] Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce:
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Oh, oh dear, oh dear. Poor Mr. Robinson. [She knocks again; the music stops and Claude opens the door] Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce:
I'm so sorry, Major Courtney, but I'm afraid General Gordon has bitten Mr. Robinson's finger. Now he's on the top of the cabinet and refuses to come down. Louis:
Mr. Robinson is on top of the cabinet? Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce:
Oh, no Mr. Harvey. General Gordon. Mr. Lawson, you're the tallest. Do you think you could try to get him down for us? One-Round:
Sure, I'll get 'im, mum [he starts down the stairs] Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce:
Oh, I feel I'm being such a bother. Louis:
How could you possibly think a thing like that? Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce:
Oh, you *are* kind