An evil reason, I fear. However—
(She calmly removes her own mask.)
(For a long moment they regard each other with fixed gaze, Freda aggressive, meteoric, at bay; Mrs. Eppingwell calm-eyed, serene, dispassionate. Freda begins to soften.)
FREDA
(Softly.)
You are kind.
MRS. EPPINGWELL
No; it is merely fair play.
MRS. McFEE
(Bursting out wrathfully.)