You can't forgive him that you failed in one of his plays ten years ago.
IRENE
Unfortunately it's already twelve years ago. And it wasn't my fault. For my opinion in regard to his so-called poetry is, that it's nonsense. And I am not the only one who thinks so, as you know. But you don't know him, of course. To appreciate that gentleman in all his glory, you must have enjoyed him at a rehearsal. (Imitating Sala) Oh, madam, that's verse—it's verse, dear madam.... Only when you have heard that kind of thing from him can you understand how limitless his arrogance is.... And everybody knows, by the way, that he killed his wife.
JULIAN (amused)
But, girl, who in the world put such horrible ideas into your head?
IRENE
Oh, people don't die willy-nilly like that, at twenty-five....
JULIAN
I hope, Irene, that you don't talk like this to other people?
IRENE