White
By God! It’s superb! Silence for twenty years and now he writes his poor misguided sister for fear she will be further disgraced by her radical husband.
Hilda
We mustn’t descend to his bitterness.
White
No: I suppose I should resuscitate the forgotten doctrine of forgiving my enemies.
Hilda
He’s not your enemy; he merely looks at it all differently.
White
I was thinking of his calm contempt for me these twenty years—ever since you married me—“out of your class,” as he called it.