And how can good come out of a lie, Helen?
Miss Vernon.
Perhaps it wouldn’t be a lie always. Don’t you remember the Happy Hypocrite? Love can work many miracles.
Grace.
[With a sort of gasp.] You mean—you think I might become really what Claude thinks me?
Miss Vernon.
You might try.
Grace.
D’you know that I should never have a moment’s peace?
Miss Vernon.