Olive.
Judging character by face, manner?
Sir Fletcher Portwood.
Yes. I possess it in a remarkable degree. I remember——
Olive.
[To Mrs. Cloys.] Oh, I see! You are here to—to form an impression of Mr. Allingham?
Mrs. Cloys.
Sir Fletcher a little exaggerates my powers; but I confess I am, like many people, very sensitive to receiving impressions through such mediums.
Olive.
I hope your impressions of my husband will be to his advantage.