Penelope.
What a charming nature you have.
Mrs. Fergusson.
[To Dickie.] My husband’s in a man-of-war. He’s stationed at Malta, you know. It’s so dreadful that my health forces me to remain in England.
Penelope.
I wonder if you’d do me a great kindness.
Mrs. Fergusson.
My dear, I’ll always do anything for an old friend.
Penelope.
The fact is, I’ve had a perfectly fiendish headache the whole afternoon.