Kitty Fane:
I was wondering if you could tell me when the post comes through. It's for Shanghai.
Waddington:
Unfortunately, since the cholera the cowards won't venture past the river port. But leave it with me. A local trader I know is making the trip on Friday.
Kitty Fane:
[hands Waddington the letter]
Waddington:
[reading the envelope]
Townsend. Charlie Townsend?
Kitty Fane:
Yes. He's an acquaintance of my husband. Do you know him?
[Kitty takes the letter back and looks worried]
Waddington:
Years ago. We were both assigned to the consulate in Shanghai. Charming wife.
Kitty Fane:
Yes. They're very popular, aren't they?
Waddington:
He'd made a science of popularity.
Kitty Fane:
So you know his family?
Waddington:
Well, well enough. I like Dorothy.
Kitty Fane:
[laughs]
Yes, I understand they're quite the devoted couple.
Waddington:
Oh, he had his little flirtations.
Kitty Fane:
Nothing serious.
Waddington:
I once heard her say that she found it most unflattering that the women who fell for her husband were so consistently second-rate.
Kitty Fane:
[looks mortified for a moment, then laughs]
Well, enjoy the record.
Waddington:
Mrs. Fane? The letter.
Kitty Fane:
Right. Yes, it suddenly occured to me that Friday's much too late. Thanks all the same.
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