Mabel
No, John, I want you.
John
Why?
Mabel
Isn't it enough for me to say I want you for you to hurl yourself at my feet immediately?
John
Oh, you poor thing, can't you do without me for two minutes?
Mabel
Now you're taking a mean advantage. It's only this particular two minutes that I want you. Come and sit by me like a nice, dear boy.
John
Now what have you been doing that you shouldn't?
Mabel
[Laughing.] Nothing. But I want you to do something for me.
John
Ha, ha! I thought so.
Mabel
It's merely to tie up my shoe. [She puts out her foot.]
John
Is that all – honour bright?
Mabel
[Laughing.] Yes. [John kneels down.]
John
But, my good girl, it's not undone.
Mabel
Then, my good boy, undo it and do it up again.
John
[Starting up.] Mabel, are we playing gooseberry – at our time of life?
Mabel
[Ironically.] Oh, you are clever! Do you think Hilda would have climbed six flights of stairs unless Love had lent her wings?
John
I wish Love would provide wings for the chaperons as well.
Mabel
Don't be flippant. It's a serious matter.
John
My dear girl, you really can't expect me to play the heavy father when we've only been married six months. It would be almost improper.
Mabel
Don't be horrid, John.
John
It isn't horrid, it's natural history.
Mabel
[Primly.] I was never taught it. It's not thought nice for young girls to know.
John
Why didn't you tell me that Hilda was fond of Basil! Does he like her?
Mabel
I don't know. I expect that's precisely what she's asking him.
John
Mabel, do you mean to say you brought me here, an inoffensive, harmless creature, for your sister to propose to a pal of mine? It's an outrage.
Mabel
She's doing nothing of the sort.