Ottoline.
Ha, ha, ha, ha——!
[He turns and advances to her slowly, looking at her fixedly and earnestly.
Philip.
Ottoline—I wonder whether you'd care to walk under those trees with me again, for sentiment's sake, some fine day in the future——!
Ottoline.
[Staring at him.] C-care——?
Philip.
And if you would, whether I ought to tempt you to risk it!
Ottoline.