JANE. It's quite dry, Aunt Mary.
MR. KNOWLE. It's a most beautiful night, my dear. We've been talking to the fairies—haven't we, Jane?
MRS. KNOWLE. Well, as long as you didn't get cold. Did you see Sandy?
MR. KNOWLE. We didn't see any one but Titania—and Peters. He had an appointment, apparently—but not with Titania.
JANE. He is walking out with Alice, I think.
MRS. KNOWLE. Well, Melisande will have to talk to Alice in the morning. I always warned you, Henry, about the danger of having an unmarried chauffeur on the premises. I always felt it was a mistake.
MR. KNOWLE. Apparently, my dear, Peters feels as strongly about it as you. He is doing his best to remedy the error.
MRS. KNOWLE (getting up). Well, I must be going to bed. I have been through a good deal to-night; more than any of you know about.
MR. KNOWLE (cheerfully). What's the matter, my love? Indigestion?
MRS. KNOWLE. Beyond saying that it is not indigestion, Henry, my lips are sealed. I shall suffer my cross—my mental cross—in silence.