Jean. He told the interrupting women so.
(Mrs. Freddy looks mystified. The others smile.)
Lady John. Oh!
(Mr. Freddy and Lord John appear by the door they went out of. They stop to talk.)
Mrs. F. Here's Freddy! (Lower, hastily to Miss Levering.) You're judging from the outside. Those of us who have been working for years ... we all realise it was a perfectly lunatic proceeding. Why, think! The only chance of our getting what we want is by winning over the men.
(Her watchful eye, leaving her husband for a moment, catches Miss Levering's little involuntary gesture.)
What's the matter?
Miss L. "Winning over the men" has been the woman's way for centuries. Do you think the result should make us proud of our policy? Yes? Then go and walk in Piccadilly at midnight.
(The older women glance at Jean.)