Mrs. Tasker: That is so.
Mr. Snapdriver: What was your motive? '
Mrs. Tasker: I wanted to drive the dwarfs into her hall.
Mr. Snapdriver: But why? Can you give me any reason? You will admit it is an unusual occupation.
Mrs. Tasker: Not for me. I've done it all my life.
Mr. Snapdriver: You have driven dwarfs into other ladies' houses?
Mrs. Tasker: Certainly.
Cocklecarrot: Where do you get your supply of dwarfs?
Mrs. Tasker: From an agency. Fudlow and Trivett.
Cocklecarrot: Extraordinary. Most extraordinary.