Sorel
How we’ve upset Clara.
Judith
It can’t be helped—nothing can be helped. It’s fate—everything that happens is fate. That’s always a great comfort to me.
Clara
More like arrant selfishness.
Judith
You mustn’t be pert, Clara.
Clara
Pert I may be, but I ’ave got some thought for others. Eight for dinner—Amy going home early. It’s more nor less than an imposition.
Simon
Hadn’t you better let them all in?