'Well off! Do you consider that to his credit. So should I be well off if I had relations that died and left me a lot of money. Don't defend him, Edith; his conduct is simply disgraceful. What right has he to expect to marry a beautiful girl in Hyacinth's position? Good gracious, does he want everything?'
'I suppose—he likes her.'
'That's not particularly clever of him. So would any man. What I object to so much about that empty-headed cad, is that he's never satisfied. He wants the earth, it seems to me!'
'Really, Bruce, one would think you were quite—'
'What?'
'Well, quite jealous of him, to hear you talk. If one didn't know that—of course you can't be,' she added quickly.
'This incident is now closed,' said Bruce. 'We will never discuss the subject again.'
'Very well, dear.'
She then went into the little drawing-room and looked longingly at the telephone. She feared there would be no chance of communicating with her friend that evening.
Five minutes later Bruce came in and said—