Cecil. YOU know you are. I expected you at three.
Evelyn. Why? I never said I'd come at three. Indeed, I never said I'd come at all.
Cecil. No.—But it's always been three.
Evelyn. Has it?
Cecil. And now it's half-past. I consider I've been cheated out of a whole half-hour.
Evelyn. I couldn't help it. Mother kept me. She wanted the roses done in the drawing-room.
Cecil. How stupid of Mrs. Rivers!
Evelyn. Mr. Harburton!
Cecil. What's the matter?
Evelyn. I don't think you ought to call my mother stupid.