Great things——? I don’t understand——
Mrs. Holt.
[Astonished.] Good heavens, Dina——!
Mrs. Rummel.
[At the same time.] Oh, Dina, how can you?
Rörlund.
It would scarcely be for our good if such “great things” came into fashion among us. No; we ought to thank God that our lot is ordered as it is. A tare, alas! will now and then spring up among the wheat; but we honestly do our best to weed it out. The great point, ladies, is to keep society pure—to exclude from it all the questionable elements which an impatient age would force upon us.
Mrs. Holt.
Ah, there’s more than enough of that sort of thing, unfortunately.
Mrs. Rummel.