Drummle.
How are you getting on?
Aubrey.
My position doesn't grow less difficult. I told you, when I met you last week, of this feverish, jealous attachment of Paula's for Ellean?
Drummle.
Yes. I hardly know why, but I came to the conclusion that you don't consider it an altogether fortunate attachment.
Aubrey.
Ellean doesn't respond to it.
Drummle.
These are early days. Ellean will warm towards your wife by-and-by.