Belinda (jumping up suddenly, crossing to L. of and kissing Delia again). I simply must have another one. And to think that you're never going back to school any more. (Looking at her fondly, and backing to L.) Darling, you are looking pretty.
Delia. Am I?
Belinda. Lovely. (She kisses her once more, then she takes the cushion from the hammock, moves at back of table and places it on the head of the deck-chair.) And now you're going to stay with me for just as long as you want a mother. (Anxiously moving to R. of deckchair.) Darling, you didn't mind being sent away to school, did you? It is the usual thing, you know.
Delia. Silly mother! of course it is.
Belinda (relieved, and sitting on deck-chair). I'm so glad you think so too.
Delia. Have you been very lonely without me?
Belinda (with a sly look at Delia). Very.
Delia (turning to Belinda and holding up a finger). The truth, mummy!
Belinda. I've missed you horribly, Delia. (Primly.) The absence of female companionship of the requisite—
Delia. Are you really all alone?