NORWOOD (taken aback). Really, sir, I—er—
DENNIS. You see, I feel so out of it all. I've been leading such a nasty, uncivilised life for the last four years, I really hardly know what is—what is being done. Now you have been mixing in Society . . . making munitions . . .
NORWOOD (stiffly). I have been engaged on important work for the Government of a confidential nature—
DENNIS. You, as I was saying, have been mixing in Society, engaged on important work for the Government of a confidential nature——
NORWOOD. It was my great regret that I had no opportunity of enlisting——
DENNIS. With no opportunity, as I was about to say, of enlisting, but with many opportunities, fortunately, of making love to my wife.
NORWOOD. Now look here, Mr. Camberley, I've already told you——
DENNIS (soothing him). But, my dear Mr. Norwood, I'm only doing what you said. I'm looking facts in the face. (Surprised) You aren't ashamed of having made love to my wife, are you?
NORWOOD (impatiently). What are you going to do? That's all that matters between you and me. What are you going to do?
DENNIS. Well, that was what I was going to ask you. You're so much more in the swim than I am. (Earnestly) What is being done in Society just now? You must have heard a good deal of gossip about it. All your friends, who were also engaged on important work of a confidential nature, with no opportunity of enlisting—don't they tell you their own experiences? What have the husbands been doing lately when they came back from the front?