HE [brightening up] Ah, of course they are your husband's
relatives: I forgot that. Forgive me, Aurora. [He takes her hand
from his shoulder and kisses it. She sits down on the stool. He
remains near the table, with his back to it, smiling fatuously
down at her].

SHE. The fact is, Teddy's got nothing but relatives. He has eight
sisters and six half-sisters, and ever so many brothers--but I
don't mind his brothers. Now if you only knew the least little
thing about the world, Henry, you'd know that in a large family,
though the sisters quarrel with one another like mad all the
time, yet let one of the brothers marry, and they all turn on
their unfortunate sister-in-law and devote the rest of their
lives with perfect unanimity to persuading him that his wife is
unworthy of him. They can do it to her very face without her
knowing it, because there are always a lot of stupid low family
jokes that nobody understands but themselves. Half the time you
can't tell what they're talking about: it just drives you wild.
There ought to be a law against a man's sister ever entering his
house after he's married. I'm as certain as that I'm sitting here
that Georgina stole those poems out of my workbox.

HE. She will not understand them, I think.

SHE. Oh, won't she! She'll understand them only too well. She'll
understand more harm than ever was in them: nasty vulgar-minded
cat!

HE [going to her] Oh don't, don't think of people in that way.
Don't think of her at all. [He takes her hand and sits down on