The rosy-cheeked woman talks on, but the ponderous woman stares at the flower bed. She looks at the flowers and sees them as a sleeper waking from a heavy sleep. She sees brass candlesticks, reflecting light in a familiar way. She closes her eyes and opens them again. She still sees the candlestick. She ceases pretending to listen to the other woman speaking. She doesn't hear a word as she stares into the flowerbed. Finally, she suggests that they should find a seat and have their tea.