Lady Kitty. Do you really think that?
Porteous. Upon my soul I do.
Lady Kitty. You’re not saying it just to please me?
Porteous. No, no.
Lady Kitty. Let me look at the photograph again.
[She takes the album and looks at the photograph complacently.
The fact is, if your bones are good, age doesn’t really matter. You’ll always be beautiful.
Porteous. [With a little smile, almost as if he were talking to a child.] It was silly of you to cry.
Lady Kitty. It hasn’t made my eyelashes run, has it?