My dear, I suppose very much the same as Gerald.
Nellie.
No one could accuse Gerald of being a passionate lover.
Mrs. Dot.
Really?
Lady Sellenger.
I’m very glad he’s not. He’s going to be your husband, and that’s more satisfactory than any amount of pretty speeches.
Nellie.
I could wish that he talked to me of something besides the weather and the Royal Academy.
Lady Sellenger.