You sneered.
Gunning.
Really, Mrs. Parbury, I——
Mrs. Parbury.
You aired opinions to me—pernicious opinions. I have a right to assume that you aired the same opinions to Clement, over whom you have some sort of influence.
Gunning.
I?
Mrs. Parbury.
Not, I think, a good influence, Mr. Gunning. I’ve been thinking things over since midnight. Hitherto I’ve been obliged to think very little of serious things. Perhaps trouble sharpens the intelligence. I’ve discovered that your influence over Clement is the influence of ridicule—the ridicule of the untamed for the tamed.
Gunning.