ADA. Of course not.
SHEILA. I suppose she is to blame.
ADA. Why, of course she is. She’s not as bad as he is, though.
SHEILA. I don’t understand things a bit. I don’t know right from wrong. Only I ought to have been more kind. It’s stupid, Ada, but I’m afraid of its bringing me bad luck.
ADA. What’s made you so superstitious?
SHEILA. Perhaps you’ll understand better some day. Well, I’m going to ask her to tea.
ADA. Oh! That’s all right.
SHEILA. Will you come, too?
ADA. I don’t mind. Yes.