“Isn’t she always? ‘Come round and see me soon, Miss Sarah, there’s a dear, and let’s be intimate!’”
“Really, Sally!”
“Sally can take off anyone.”
“It’s vulgar, dear, to mimic.”
“Vulgar?”
“It isn’t nice.”
“Many people do.”
“Only mountebanks.”
“I’d bear a good deal to be on the stage.”
Canon Sinquier closed his eyes.