MRS. P. Then, we’ve both of us got husbands.
ETHEL. But I got mine first.
MRS. P. Perhaps so. You were always in a hurry to get married.
ETHEL. Was I, love? Then I’d a fault which you had not, for everyone says you’ve been long enough about it.
MRS. P. It’s quite true I didn’t snap at the first offer that was made to me.
ETHEL. You didn’t snap at it, indeed; you were uncommon civil to it. So polite, in fact, that you accepted it.
MRS. P. The offer that my husband made to me was not the first by any means.
ETHEL. Then it’s true, is it? I had heard that he’d proposed to several other girls before.
MRS. P. How could you, when you hadn’t heard I was married?
ETHEL. But I had heard you were going to be.