No, no, no, Claude. I really can’t have this ranting. Byronics are quite out of fashion.

Claude.

[Relapsing gloomily into prose.] You may laugh at me, Pauline, but you know I’m right.

Pauline.

Of course you’re right, dear. Much too right for this wicked world. That’s why I never can take your advice on any subject. You’re so unpractical.

Claude.

[Breaking out again.] The world, the world, oh, how I hate this world!

Pauline.

Now that’s silly of you, dear. There’s nothing like making the best of a bad thing. By the way, Claude, didn’t you say Mrs. Melnotte was coming to call this afternoon?