 How pale you are. You look ill. Is anything wrong? No. No, nothing. Poole, have you got any coffee? Yes, sir. If you'll wait a minute, sir, I'll bring it up. See that it's hot. I won't have any milk. What about you, Margaret? And you, Mr. Utterson, would you care for some? No, we'll get along. You'll have to hurry away and we'll only delay you. Are you ready, Margaret? Yes, Daddy, I'm coming.