Dumby. It is an awfully dangerous thing. They always end by marrying one.
Cecil Graham. But I thought, Tuppy, you were never going to see her again! Yes! you told me so yesterday evening at the club. You said you’d heard—
[Whispering to him.]
Lord Augustus. Oh, she’s explained that.
Cecil Graham. And the Wiesbaden affair?
Lord Augustus. She’s explained that too.
Dumby. And her income, Tuppy? Has she explained that?
Lord Augustus. [In a very serious voice.] She’s going to explain that to-morrow.
[Cecil Graham goes back to C. table.]
Dumby. Awfully commercial, women nowadays. Our grandmothers threw their caps over the mills, of course, but, by Jove, their granddaughters only throw their caps over mills that can raise the wind for them.