"You're outrageous. Please stop, Grantley."
"All right. I'll talk about something else."
"I think I'd better find Christine. No, wait a minute. If you're going to do all these fine things, what have you planned for me?"
"Nothing. You've just to go on being what you can't help being—the most adorable woman in England."
"I don't know what you mean to do, but what you are doing is——"
"Making love to you," interposed Grantley.
"Yes, and in the most unblushing way."
"I'm doing the love-making, and you're doing the——"
"Stop!" she commanded, with a hasty merry glance of protest.
"You ought to be used to it. I've been doing it for a month now," he complained.