MELISANDE. That is what I would prefer.
GERVASE. Oh! . . . Then if I have only just met you, perhaps I oughtn't to have said straight off that I want to marry you.
MELISANDE. It is unusual.
GERVASE. Yes. But not unusual to want to marry you.
MELISANDE. I am not interested in your wants.
GERVASE. Oh! (Gently) I'm sorry that we've got to forget about this morning. (Going closer to her) Is it so easy to forget, Melisande?
MELISANDE. Very easy for you, I should think.
GERVASE. But not for you?
MELISANDE (bitterly). You dress up and amuse yourself, and then laugh and go back to your ordinary life again—you don't want to remember that, do you, every time you do it?
GERVASE. You let your hair down and flirt with me and laugh and go home again, but you can't forget. Why should I?