The Unknown; A Play in Three Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

[Gaily.] That’s a deliberate lie, John.

Mrs. Wharton.

This is my son, Mrs. Poole.

John.

[Shaking hands with her.] I daresay you suspected it.

Mrs. Poole.

I had a good look at you in church, you know.

John.

Is that how vicars’ wives behave themselves?

Mrs. Poole.