Delia. How exciting! (Rising and taking vase of violets which she places up R.) Mr. Devenish, you have been very frank (coming to front of settee R. and sitting). May I be equally so?
(Devenish crosses to her and bows in acquiescence.) Why do you wear your hair so long?
Devenish (pleased). You have noticed it?
Delia. Well, yes, I have.
Devenish. I wear it so to express my contempt for the conventions of so-called society. Delia. I always thought that people wore it very very short if they despised the conventions of society.
Devenish. I think that the mere fact that my hair annoys Mr. Baxter is sufficient justification for its length.
Delia. But if it annoys me too?
Devenish (heroically). It shall go. (Sits on settee above Delia.)
(Belinda enters from up L. with a garden basket supposed to contain cutlets. She crosses the windows at back.)
Delia (apologetically). I told you I wasn't a very romantic person, didn't I? (Kindly.) You can always grow it again if you fall in love with somebody else.