Cæsar's Wife: A Comedy in Three Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

Anne.

Dear Violet, wait till May comes and June. You don't know how exhausting it gets.

Violet.

I'm looking forward to it. I think in some past life I must have been a lizard.

Mrs. Appleby.

I dare say the first year you won't feel it. I have a brother settled in Canada, and he says the first year people come out from England they don't feel the cold anything like what they do later on.

Anne.

I've spent a good many winters here, and I always make a point of getting away by the fifteenth of March.

Mrs. Appleby.

Oh, are you staying as late as that?