I don't care what it is.
[Violet comes in. She wears an afternoon gown, picturesque and simple, yet elegant enough for the visit she has been paying. She has a large hat, which she presently removes.]
Anne.
Here is Violet.
Violet.
Oh, you poor people, haven't you had any tea?
Anne.
I thought we'd wait till you came back. It'll come at once now.
Violet.
How are you, Christina? How is Henry? [They kiss one another.] I've not seen him for days.