Oh, you’re awfully prudish all of a sudden, Kate. You’ve very soon forgotten—— Mind that pin!
Mrs. Quinton Twelves.
What are you saying?
Justina.
I mean, it isn’t as if we hadn’t all been just a leetle rapid in our time, we three girls—Theo, you, and I. You needn’t be quite so newly-married-womanish with me.
Mrs. Quinton Twelves.
Shut up!
Justina.
[Glancing round.] No one’s there.
Mrs. Quinton Twelves.