E. M. Then you would only have to wait thirty-five years for it.
C. We might as well never have her money as to wait so long as that for it.
E. M. It would be rather a long while, that’s a fact. By that time you would look as your aunt does now. Do you know, I think you resemble her very much?
C. (tapping him playfully with her fan). Take that for your impertinence, sir. I must be a charming damsel, if that were the case.
E. M. So I thought; which was why I made the remark.
C. (flushing). I don’t esteem it any compliment.
A. P. What was that you said, Clara?
C. I was saying to Mr. Montgomery that people seldom say what they mean.
A. P. (nodding). That’s true—that’s true enough. (After a pause—holding up knitting.) Well, there, I’ve got that stocking pretty well along, and haven’t been knitting a great while, either. Mr. Montgomery, may I trouble you to tell me what time it is?
E. M. It is no trouble, madam, I assure you. (Looks at watch.) It is about (hesitates) five minutes past ten.