BELLE.
But it’s such a lovely feeling now—like being in a very hot bath with lots of verbena bath-salts, and hardly able to move with limpness, but just ever so comfortable and happy.
ASTON.
How do you feel now? I’m afraid you’re looking very pale. Poor child!
CAIN.
Poh chile, poh chile! . . .
SIR JASPER.
I don’t know much about these things, but it seems to me, my dear Aston, that the moment has decidedly arrived.
ASTON.