Mrs. Farrant. She says that of me.
Frances Trebell. It's a pity about her husband.
Mrs. Farrant. [Almost provokingly.] What about him?
Frances Trebell. It seems to be understood that he treats her badly.
Lady Davenport. [A little malicious.] Is there any particular reason he should treat her well?
Frances Trebell. Don't you like her, Lady Davenport?
Lady Davenport. [Dealing out justice.] I find her quite charming to look at and talk to ... but why shouldn't Justin O'Connell live in Ireland for all that? I'm going to bed, Julia.
She collects her belongings and gets up.
Mrs. Farrant. I must look in at the billiard room.
Frances Trebell. I won't come, Julia.