Aubrey.
[Turning away.] Oh!
Paula.
You drive me mad sometimes with the tone you take about things! Great goodness, if you come to that, George Orreyed's wife isn't a bit worse than yours! [He faces her suddenly.] I suppose I needn't have made that observation.
Aubrey.
No, there was scarcely a necessity.
[He throws the letter on to the table, and takes up the newspaper.
Paula.
I am very sorry.
Aubrey.