Mrs. Tremaine.
Yes, I'm in very good form. But you're not looking well—rather pale, you know.
Mrs. Denham.
I'm a little tired, that's all. I am so glad to see you again. Why have you quite given me up?
Mrs. Tremaine.
Well, you see, I have been rather making a mess of my life, and I have not been much in town. Besides, I was a little shy about coming, after—all my escapades.
Mrs. Denham.
You know I'm not a censorious person, Blanche. I don't think our conventional morality very admirable, and I never adored the patient Griselda.
Mrs. Tremaine.
You don't know how I feel your kindness, Constance. I have had a hard time of it, so far; but now I have taken my life into my own hands, and I mean to live it out.