How old she looks to-night.
Gladys Egerton.
(Who has been skipping to the music, whirls in from the main hall)
Mother is old.
Ninth Lady.
I did not mean for you to overhear that.
Gladys Egerton.
O that's all right. We always do that way.
(Continues dancing)
If you had on your heart what mother has
You'd look old, too.