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But what was happening when you left?
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
The dear old judge was just beginning to deliver his decision--his judgment.
JUSTINA.
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
MRS. EMPTAGE.
My poor child! "... they are sure I am cleared...." 'Tina, she's cleared!
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
Cleared! I wish you could have heard Sir John Clarkson's opening speech for Theophila this morning. There was quite a murmur of approval when he sat down.
JUSTINA.
He let that wretch, Mrs. Jack Allingham, have it--eh? He did!
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
He said that a morbidly jealous wife is one of the saddest spectacles the world presents; but that when her jealousy leads her to attempt to blacken the reputation, the hitherto spotless reputation, of another woman--in this instance, a young lady more happily married than herself--then that jealous wife becomes a positive danger to society.
MRS. EMPTAGE.
I ought to have been there, 'Tina. I said it was my duty, if you remember.
JUSTINA.
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
MRS. EMPTAGE.
Kate, I will not permit you to say such a thing!
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
Why these miserable-looking gowns then? You are dressed more funereally to-day than you were yesterday!
MRS. EMPTAGE.
JUSTINA.
We haven't been quite certain what we ought to put on.
MRS. EMPTAGE.
I considered half-mourning rather a happy thought.
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
To my mind, it looks as if you had deliberately prepared for all emergencies.
MRS. EMPTAGE.
Come here.
JUSTINA.
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
Pray complete your sentence.
JUSTINA.
Well--if Mrs. Allingham had made out her case against Jack Allingham and Theo.
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
For shame, 'Tina!
JUSTINA.
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
What are you saying?
JUSTINA.
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
Shut up!
JUSTINA.
No one's there.
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
We always knew where to draw the line, I hope.
JUSTINA.
Of course we did. Only, when you're married, as Theo is, to a cold, dry mummy of a man like Alexander Fraser, the line's apt to get drawn rather zigzag.
MRS. QUINTON TWELVES.
Go away!
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