Mrs. Allonby. So do I.
Lady Hunstanton. My dear child, I believe you are really very happy in your married life, but that you like to hide your happiness from others.
Mrs. Allonby. I assure you I was horribly deceived in Ernest.
Lady Hunstanton. Oh, I hope not, dear. I knew his mother quite well. She was a Stratton, Caroline, one of Lord Crowland’s daughters.
Lady Caroline. Victoria Stratton? I remember her perfectly. A silly fair-haired woman with no chin.
Mrs. Allonby. Ah, Ernest has a chin. He has a very strong chin, a square chin. Ernest’s chin is far too square.
Lady Stutfield. But do you really think a man’s chin can be too square? I think a man should look very, very strong, and that his chin should be quite, quite square.
Mrs. Allonby. Then you should certainly know Ernest, Lady Stutfield. It is only fair to tell you beforehand he has got no conversation at all.
Lady Stutfield. I adore silent men.
Mrs. Allonby. Oh, Ernest isn’t silent. He talks the whole time. But he has got no conversation. What he talks about I don’t know. I haven’t listened to him for years.