AUSTIN. You've been quick about it. Where's Leo?
FLORENCE. Stuffing himself with cold beef. Men have no feelings.
EDMUND. Surely Leo must have a feeling of hunger.
ELSIE. It's indecent to be hungry after hearing of father's treachery to Blackton.
AUSTIN. Treachery!
FLORENCE. Some of my tears fell in the salad bowl, and I hope they'll poison you.
EDMUND. Be careful what you're saying, Florence. Is that the way to talk to your father?
FLORENCE. No. That's nothing to the way I ought to talk to him.
EDMUND. Well, I know if I'd addressed my father like that——
FLORENCE. It's a long time since you had a father to address, Uncle Edmund. We bring our fathers up differently to-day.