Paula.
We? Oh, no. We speak before others, that's all.
Lady Orreyed.
And how long do you intend to carry on this game, dear?
Paula.
[Turning away impatiently.] I really can't tell you.
Lady Orreyed.
Sit down, old girl; don't be so fidgety. [Paula sits on the upper seat of the ottoman with her back to Lady Orreyed.] Of course, it's my duty, as an old friend, to give you a good talking-to—[Paula glares at her suddenly and fiercely.]—but really I've found one gets so many smacks in the face through interfering in matrimonial squabbles that I've determined to drop it.
Paula.
I think you're wise.