“So I observe.”
“Yes, I meant to have spoken of it before. Of course you know that this is the night of the Vandyke ball.”
“I had not thought of it.”
“Why do you not go?”
“I did not know that anyone wished me to,” he answered.
“Oh, dear! Of course you know that I wish you to go, but you are such a recluse of late that you almost seem out of place in society.”
“Perhaps I am out of place. It would almost seem that I am out of place in my wife’s society.”
“How you talk! You have a right to go if you wish. I suppose you were included in the invitation.”
“I suppose I have a right, but I have no desire.”