'Oh, no—some time ago. Anyhow, he wanted to see it I'm sure I don't know why. But that was his idea.'
'Well, she says they're going to Greece, so perhaps you're right. And are you really, really not sorry that she's going?'
'Not at all, if I'm going to have a little peace now.'
'Oh, Cecil,' she implored, 'have I been unfair to you?'
'Horribly unfair.'
'I'm very, very sorry. I see I was wrong. Oh, how could I be so horrid?'
'You were down on me! Why, you wanted to go away! You did make me pretty miserable.'
'Oh, poor boy! Then you don't care a bit for that woman, really?'
'Do you mean Eugenia? Not a straw!'
'And, oh, Cecil, if I'm never so horrid and bad-tempered again, will you forgive me?'