Mrs. Fergusson.
Is it a preposterous hour to pay a call?
Penelope.
Of course not. I’m always delighted to see you.
Mrs. Fergusson.
I’ve been shopping the whole afternoon, and it suddenly occurred to me that I hadn’t seen you for ages.
Penelope.
Do you know my sainted mother?
Mrs. Fergusson.
How d’you do?