So the Manager promptly interrupted:
'We're simply in raptures about that baby; but as an introduction to the story, couldn't you give us some personal reminiscence? The baby, you see, couldn't be your own, and therefore it can only be a matter of hearsay -'
'Lor' bless you're 'eart, sir, but I ain't 'ad anythink to reminisce.'
'Well, anything you've seen or heard in the theatre. Come now, you've been a long time in the business; did you never see anything heroic happen?'
'As 'ow, sir, 'eroes not bein' much in my way?'
'Well, for instance, have you never seen a situation saved by promptness, or resource, or daring, or by the endurance of pain -'
'Oh, yes, sir. I seen them things all in one, but it wasn't anythink to do with the dead byby.'
'Well, just tell us first how it was, and how resource and readiness and the endurance of pain saved the situation.'
As the Manager spoke he glanced around the Company with a meaning look; so she proceeded:
*End*