Oh, yes, you will, mother. Fast an extra day all through next Lent. It’ll be equally good for your soul and for your figure.
Mrs. Golightly.
Penelope!
Penelope.
[To Golightly.] I suddenly felt the moment had come.
Golightly.
Take care.
[Dickie bursts violently into the room.
Dickie.
I say, what are these two confounded women doing in the hall?