Lady Mogton. You mean you won’t.
Annys. You can put it that way if you like. I won’t.
(A pause.)
Janet. I thought Mrs. Chilvers had pledged her word.
Elizabeth. Yes. But without her husband’s consent. So, of course, it doesn’t count.
Geoffrey. (He turns on her.) Why not you—if there must be a fight? Or would it be against your principles?
Elizabeth. Not in the least.
Geoffrey. Ah!
Elizabeth. I would offer myself as a substitute. Only it might seem like coming between husband and wife.
Geoffrey. (He turns away with a grunt of disgust.)