Mrs. Dot: A Farce

by W. Somerset Maugham

I have no doubt I’m excessively dull.

Mrs. Dot.

I couldn’t help seeing that you’d suit Nellie much better than you would have suited me. She has that comfortable stupidity which the average Englishman looks upon as the highest recommendation for a wife.

Gerald.

It’s charming of you to say so.

Mrs. Dot.

She is a little dull, isn’t she?

Gerald.

I don’t think her so.

Mrs. Dot.