Mrs. Denham.
(smiling) And I gave him some sittings, Mr. Fitzgerald.
Fitzgerald.
(with a genial laugh) Did you, now? Well, he tried to improve on you—that was it. (With great conviction to Denham.) But—but surely you're wrong in that. Brynhild was an ugly, passionate woman. The passionate woman is always ugly. The passionate woman has character, and character is always ugly.
Denham.
Yes, I know what you mean. But I thought—no, the thing's a failure. Don't bother about it, but come and sit down. Have a cigarette? (Gives him a cigarette.)
Fitzgerald.
Thanks.
(They sit down, Fitzgerald lights cigarette, and puffs solemnly before he speaks again.)
Mrs. Smith (puff), you didn't know her well? Did you, Mrs. Denham? (Puff.)