SYBIL. I was so sorry not to find you in, Mrs. Shand.
[The impediment has run away. It is only for those who love it.]
MAGGIE. Thank you. You’ll sit down?
SYBIL. I think not; your relatives—-
MAGGIE. They will be so proud to see that you are my friend.
[If MAGGIE were less simple her guest would feel more comfortable. She tries to make conversation.]
SYBIL. It is their first visit to London?
[Instead of relieving her anxiety on this point, MAGGIE has a long look at the gorgeous armful.]
MAGGIE. I’m glad you are so beautiful, Lady Sybil.
[The beautiful one is somehow not flattered. She pursues her investigations with growing uneasiness.]