Mrs. Romney. Quite. But you see, Mrs. Lawty told Mrs. Pickering, who told Mrs. Lawer, who told Lady Bloshire, whose maid told my maid, that Mrs. Lawty said that I dyed my hair ... dyed my hair!
Mrs. Warren. Really?
Mrs. Romney. I've never dyed my hair. The impertinent gossip. The——
Mrs. Warren. (Quickly) Do have another cup of tea, Mrs. Romney. It is so soothing.
Mrs. Romney. Oh, thank you. Just a little sugar, please, and no cream.
Mrs. Warren. (Giving her the tea) There, my dear.
Mrs. Romney. Lovely color, isn't it?
Mrs. Warren. Yes, isn't it? Mr. Warren, dear man, once told me that the natives of India use tea for dyeing.
Mrs. Romney. Hair?