- [first lines]
- [Hyacinth has been looking out of the window using binoculars]
- Hyacinth: He's gone to Thirty-Five.
- Richard: Uh, who has?
- Hyacinth: The postman! That's every day this week he's been to Thirty-Five. He's bound to have something for us this morning.
- Richard: Well, if he has, he'll deliver it; if not, he'll go past again.
- Hyacinth: I won't have him walking past again. Not when he's been every day to number Thirty-Five.
- Richard: I like him walking past; another day without a bill. Huh. I feel quite festive every time he walks past.
- Hyacinth: *I* have to hold my head up in this community. I'm looked up to. What are they going to think if I go three days without mail?
- Richard: It's probably only junk mail going to Thirty-Five.
- Hyacinth: Richard, that is neither here nor there. I will not have my junk mail going to other people's houses.