The Unknown; A Play in Three Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

[He goes out.

Mrs. Littlewood.

Do you know that I’m thinking of letting my house? I only kept it so that the boys should have a home to come to when they had a holiday, and now that they’re both dead, I think I shall find it more amusing to live in London. I shall join a bridge club.

Mrs. Wharton.

Charlotte, what does it mean? Why do you talk like that?

Mrs. Littlewood.

My dear, why shouldn’t I join a bridge club? [With a smile.] At my age it’s surely quite respectable.

Mrs. Wharton.

I’m bewildered. Don’t you want me to talk of your boys?

Mrs. Littlewood.