SUSAN. I hope it wasn't too good, Mr. Mallory. If it was, I shall find myself telling it to her as one of my own remarks. That's why I say "Get married." Then you can make things fair for yourself. You can tell her all the good things of mine which you said.
GERVASE. But there must be more in marriage than that.
SUSAN. There are a million things in marriage, but companionship is at the bottom of it all. . . . Do you know what companionship means?
GERVASE. How do you mean? Literally?
SUSAN. The derivation of it in the dictionary. It means the art of having meals with a person. Cynics talk of the impossibility of sitting opposite the same woman every day at breakfast. Impossible to them, perhaps, poor shallow-hearted creatures, but not impossible to two people who have found what love is.
GERVASE. It doesn't sound very romantic.
SUSAN (solemnly). It is the most romantic thing in the whole world. . . . Some more cheese?
GERVASE (taking it). Thank you. . . . (Thoughtfully) Do you believe in love at first sight, Master Susan?
SUSAN. Why not? If it's the woman you love at first sight, not only the face.
GERVASE. I see. (After a pause) It's rather hard to tell, you know. I suppose the proper thing to do is to ask her to have breakfast with you, and see how you get on.