TANNER. Thank you.
MRS WHITEFIELD. Now don't be silly and twist what I say into something I don't mean. I ought to have fair play—
Ann comes from the villa, followed presently by Violet, who is dressed for driving.
ANN. [coming to her mother's right hand with threatening suavity] Well, mamma darling, you seem to be having a delightful chat with Jack. We can hear you all over the place.
MRS WHITEFIELD. [appalled] Have you overheard—
TANNER. Never fear: Ann is only—well, we were discussing that habit of hers just now. She hasn't heard a word.
MRS WHITEFIELD. [stoutly] I don't care whether she has or not: I have a right to say what I please.
VIOLET. [arriving on the lawn and coming between Mrs Whitefield and Tanner] I've come to say goodbye. I'm off for my honeymoon.
MRS WHITEFIELD. [crying] Oh don't say that, Violet. And no wedding, no breakfast, no clothes, nor anything.
VIOLET. [petting her] It won't be for long.