[Taking a pin from her hat.] Come here.
Justina.
[Going to Mrs. Twelves.] By Jove, though! it would have been too rough on us if—if—wouldn’t it?
Mrs. Quinton Twelves.
[Attaching the flowers to the bodice of Justina’s dress.] Pray complete your sentence.
Justina.
Well—if Mrs. Allingham had made out her case against Jack Allingham and Theo.
Mrs. Quinton Twelves.
For shame, ’Tina!
Justina.