Tell Ada more. She wants to hear the details.
Dickie.
She asked to be remembered to you. She sent her love to your husband.
Penelope.
She seems to have thought of everything. You must go to the funeral, Dickie.
Dickie.
Yes; I should like to show her that sign of respect.
Penelope.
[To Mrs. Fergusson.] Wouldn’t you like a glass of sherry, dearest? I can see you’re quite upset.
Mrs. Fergusson.