They are well under weigh, and with a little luck we might now hear their views on various passing problems of the day, such as the neglect of science in our public schools. But in comes the Haggerty Woman, and spoils everything. She is attired, like them, in her best, but the effect of her is that her clothes have gone out for a walk, leaving her at home.
MRS. MICKLEHAM, with deep distaste, ‘Here’s that submarine again.’
The Haggerty Woman cringes to them, but gets no encouragement.
THE HAGGERTY WOMAN. ‘It’s a terrible war.’
MRS. TWYMLEY. ‘Is that so?’
THE HAGGERTY WOMAN. ‘I wonder what will happen when it ends?’
MRS. MICKLEHAM. ‘I have no idea.’
The intruder produces her handkerchief, but does not use it. After all, she is in her best.
THE HAGGERTY WOMAN. ‘Are they not back yet?’
Perfect ladies must reply to a direct question.