Extract from Script:

TILDA: Well, Fanny, you see I have come to see you, although we had words last night.

FANNY: I pity your bad passions, Tilda, but I bear no malice. I am above it.

TILDA: Don’t be cross, Fanny. I have come to tell you something that I know will please you.

FANNY: (Pretending to be disinterested) What may that be, Tilda?

TILDA: This… after we left here last night, John and I had a dreadful quarrel.

FANNY: (Relaxing into a smile) That doesn’t please me.

TILDA: Lor! I wouldn’t think so bad of you as to suppose it did.That’s not it.

FANNY: (Relapsing into melancholy) Oh! Go on.