Then the mother turns upon the daughter"s stony self-righteousness, and

pours forth her sordid history in such a way as to throw a searchlight
on the conditions which make such histories possible; until, exhausted
by her outburst, she says, 'Oh, dear! I do believe I am getting sleepy
after all,' and Vivie replies, 'I believe it is I who will not be able
to sleep now
Then the mother turns upon the daughter"s stony self-righteousness, and
pours forth her sordid history in such a way as to throw a searchlight
on the conditions which make such histories possible; until, exhausted
by her outburst, she says, 'Oh, dear! I do believe I am getting sleepy
after all,' and Vivie replies, 'I believe it is I who will not be able
to sleep now.' Mr. Shaw, we see, is at pains to emphasize his peripety.