"Do you? And what of James?"
"Oh, James! He will recover."
There was a pause while Cleone digested this.
"Philip?"
"Cleone?"
"You—you—don't care for Jenny, do you?"
"Jenny? Cleone, for shame! Because I was polite—"
"More than that, Philip!"
"Well, dearest, no one paid any heed to her or was kind. What would you?"
"It was only that? I thought—I thought—"