Mr M. The conservatory?
(They look at one another and laugh.)
Miss G. It’s terribly absurd even to think about it.
Mr M. It’s absolutely logical! And, by the way, it’s time I put my question.
Miss G. Haven’t you?
Mr M. Then it’s time you gave your answer.
Miss G. (Putting her hands in his.) Haven’t I?
Mr M. There’ll be a great deal of talk about this to-morrow! (He offers her his arm, and they go towards the conservatory on the left.) Oh, your conservatory? No!
Miss G. Yours would be just as bad.
Mr M. Then stay here.