SYLVESTER.
Is not the question rather, what a man ought to do?
VICTORIA.
That is Utopian. We must take the world as we find it.
SYLVESTER.
I’m afraid Mrs. Cazenove won’t be an apt pupil.
VICTORIA.
No spirit—no proper pride. But things can’t go on as they’re going long. Margery is on the edge of a volcano. I give it six months.
SYLVESTER.
Is it as bad as that?