Ann: I know. I was a fool. It was a silly thing to do. It was the first thing that came into my head.
Ninian: Uncle William, I have insulted my wife this morning in a way that no woman has ever been insulted before. Ann, do you think that you can ever forgive me?
Ann: I forgive you.
Ninian (taking her hand and kissing it): You are a saint.
Ann: Alas, no. You were right, Ninian. Only a human being.
[Enter Molyneux and Lady Emily. They are all talking. Lord William and Ann are D. S. L. corner.
Lady Emily: There is nothing like the country, Ann, nothing like it.
Molyneux: Home, sweet home. When I am asked if I have any relations I always say, I have some Cathcart connections.
Ann (in a tone of desperate weariness): Everything is going round and round just the same, though the bottom has fallen out of life.