It’s an arrangement that suits us all three. It amuses you, Ada has some one to take her about, and I get a lot of new frocks.
Dickie.
Frocks?
Penelope.
Yes, you see, I’ve been consoling my aching heart by replenishing my wardrobe.
Dickie.
So you’re willing to sacrifice our whole happiness to your frocks. Oh, I’ve cherished a viper in my bosom. I may have acted like a perfect beast, but, hang it all, I do know what’s right and wrong. I have a moral sense.
Penelope.
It seems to have displaced your sense of humour.
Dickie.