On a gray London morning, as usual, Gilbert Fox is preparing to leave for his work. His normal routine included sitting down to breakfast with his wife Lavinia. However, by the end of this morning's breakfast, Gilbert would be contemplating murder. As he sat down at the table, he says "Good morning, Lavinia. Breakfast ready? I'm a bit late today, sorry". She says "Sit down Gilbert. I have something I need to tell you". He says "Would you pour me some tea, please?" She says "The tea can wait". He says "What's the matter with you, Lavinia? Are you upset?" She says "You'll find out why in just a moment, if you'll let me speak". He says "What's wrong, my dear?" She says "I'm leaving you. I'm going away and getting a divorce. When you return from work this afternoon, I shall be gone". Gilbert says "But why? What have I done? We've only been married three months. Lavinia, you said that you loved me". She says "I was wrong. I don't want to be melodramatic about this, but I'll be as honest as I can. When I married you, I thought this is what I wanted, a West End flat, a husband who adored me, and provided me with a fairly decent existence. However, I was mistaken. I want more than this, Gilbert. I've met another man who's very rich, and I'm going to marry him as soon as I get my divorce from you.