The Second Mrs. Tanqueray: A Play in Four Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

Bless my soul! Why?

Paula.

I—I'm too tired to tell you, Cayley. If you stroll along the lane you'll meet Aubrey. Get the news from him.

Drummle.

[Going up to the window.] Yes, yes. [Returning to Paula.] I don't want to bother you, only—the anxious old woman, you know. Are you and Aubrey——?

Paula.

Good friends again?

Drummle.

[Nodding.] Um.

Paula.