BOBBY. Oh! (With an awkward laugh) Yes. Well—er—I don't expect any of us do, really, you know. I mean—er—that is to say——
MELISANDE. I'm sorry I said what I did say to you last night, Bobby. I oughtn't to have said all those things.
BOBBY. I say, that's all right
MELISANDE. I didn't mean them. And—and Bobby—I will marry you if you like.
BOBBY (staggered). Sandy!
MELISANDE. And it was silly of me to mind your calling me Sandy, and to say what I did about your clothes, and I will marry you, Bobby. And—and thank you for wanting it so much.
BOBBY. I say, Sandy. I say! I say——
MELISANDE (offering her cheek). You may kiss me if you like, Bobby.
BOBBY. I say! . . . Er—er—(he kisses her gingerly) thanks! . . . Er—I say——
MELISANDE. What is it, Bobby?