George.
[Half to himself.] Poor mother, poor mother!
Esther.
She was very kind. She asked particularly after you, and she saw little George. [Gently.] I think she is getting more reconciled to our marriage.
George.
Do you really, dear? [Looks at her curiously.]
Esther.
Yes; and I think it’s such a good thing. How strange it is that people should attach such importance to class distinctions!
George.
Forgive me, dear, but if you think it strange that the Marquise de St. Maur does not consider Mr. Eccles and the Gerridges wholly desirable connections, I am afraid I cannot agree with you.