My dear Colonel, who am I to be jealous?
COLONEL.
Her husband, aren’t you?
SYLVESTER.
Yes, I am Mrs. Sylvester’s husband. I belong to my wife, but my wife doesn’t belong to me. She is the property of the public. Directly I saw her photograph in a shop-window I realized the situation. People tell me I’ve a wife to be proud of; but they’re wrong. Mrs. Sylvester is not my wife; I am her husband.
COLONEL [taking up a book].
This is what comes of educating women. We have created a Frankenstein. “Man, the Betrayer—A Study of the Sexes—By Enid Bethune.”
SYLVESTER.
Oh, I know her. She comes to our house.
COLONEL.