Simon
There you go again!
Judith
Inconsequently.
You’re getting far too tall, Sorel.
Sorel
Sorry, Mother.
Judith
Give me another of those disgusting cigarettes—I don’t know where they came from.
Simon
Giving her one.
Here.
He lights it for her.
Judith
I’m going to forget entirely about all these dreadful people arriving. My mind henceforward shall be a blank on the subject.