NANCY. Jim! (She flies into his arms.)
BROXOPP (releasing himself and looking at his watch). Two hours and twenty minutes since I kissed you, Nancy.
NANCY. Is that all? It seems so much longer.
BROXOPP (comparing his watch with the clock). You’re right; I’m a little slow. It’s two hours and twenty-three minutes. I must have another one. (Has one.)
NANCY. Oh, Jim, darling, it’s lovely having you [8]back. But you’re early, aren’t you? Tell me what’s been happening.
BROXOPP (trying to speak indifferently). How do you know anything has been happening?
NANCY (excitedly). Then it has! I knew it had! I felt it. Tell me quickly! (With a sudden change) No, don’t tell me quickly, tell me very, very slowly.
Begin from the very beginning when you left here after breakfast. (Pleadingly) Only just tell me first that it is good news.
BROXOPP (with an air). Madam, you see in front of you the Great Broxopp.
NANCY. Yes, but you’ve told me that every day since we’ve been married.