Alma. And that was with my husband.
Susan. Gracious me! (comes down to back of table)
Alma. He was in front last night.
Susan. Your husband, miss! I didn’t know you had a husband.
Alma. We all have husbands—on the stage.
Susan. You keep ’em very quiet.
Alma. Best thing we can do, with most of ’em! My husband painted that. (pointing to picture, R.)
Susan. The picture Mr. Chetwynd gave you?
Alma. Yes.