“Then you must send him about his business. Oh, yes, I know. You’ve treated him atrociously, but Calder Wentworth must be considered first; that is, if you care two straws for the poor fellow, which I begin to doubt.”
“Oh, I do, Mrs. Blunt!”
“Agatha, you shameless girl, which of these men—-?”
“Don’t talk as if there were a dozen of them, dear Mrs. Blunt. There are only two.”
“One too many.”
“Yes, I know. You—you see I’m—I’m accustomed to Calder.”
“Oh, are you?”
“Yes. Don’t be unkind, Mrs. Blunt. And then Charlie was something so new—such a charming change—that——”
“Upon my word, you might be your grandfather. Talk about heredity, and Ibsen, and all that!”
“Can’t you help me, dear Mrs. Blunt?”