"My husband? Oh, he's at the club, playing poker, as usual. He hates music."
"I've such a terrible cold!"
"Trouble with servants? I should say so. I bounced my cook this morning."
"Aren't these affairs awefully tiresome?"
"I was so glad to come. I always enjoy your musicales."
"Dr. Bernstein coming? How perfectly delightful. I'll ask him for his autograph."
"What's psychology?"
"Something to do with religion, I think."
"Haven't we been having dreadful weather?"
"I saw you at the opera."