Ethel. What would you do, dear?
Maud. I really don't know what to say. When does she want to wear it?
Ethel. Dinner and theatre.
Maud. By gaslight, then?
Ethel. Yes, of course.
Maud. Does the gaslight change the shade much?
Newcome. Just a trifle, madam; it makes it richer.
Maud. Darker?
Newcome. Just a half a tone.
Ethel. Then that must be considered. Oh, dear!