It pleases me to see you so jolly again—so youthful.
IRENE
It's the country air, Julian. You should try it yourself for a good long while. It's glorious! In fact, I think I have missed my true calling. I'm sure the good Lord meant me for a milkmaid or farm girl of some kind. Or perhaps for a young shepherd. I have always looked particularly well in pants.—There now. Do you want me to pour a cup for you at once? (She pours the tea) Have you nothing to go with it?
JULIAN
I think there must still be a few crackers left in my bag. (He takes a small package out of his traveling bag)
IRENE
Thanks. That's fine.
JULIAN
This is quite a new fancy of yours, however.
IRENE