sarah. Do you travel much, Mr. Tetgeen? He has gone.
mr. tetgeen. [Deliberately and sharpening his tone ever so little.] Sir Charles does not wish to petition for a divorce.
sarah. [Controlling even her sense of humour.] I have no desire to jump over the moon.
mr. tetgeen. His scruples are religious. The case would be weak upon some important points, and there has been no public scandal . . . at the worst, very little.
sarah. My good manners are, I trust, irreproachable, and you may tell Sir Charles that my conscience is my own.
mr. tetgeen. Your husband's in the matter of . . .
sarah. Please say the word.
mr. tetgeen. Pardon me . . . not upon mere suspicion.
sarah. Now, is it good policy to suspect what is incapable of proof?
mr. tetgeen. I advise Sir Charles, that, should you come to an open fight, he can afford to lose.