JUNO [flaring up] And so is my wife. Don't you set up to be a better husband than I am; for you're not. I've owned I'm wrong. You haven't.
MRS. LUNN. Are you sorry, Gregory?
GREGORY [perplexed] Sorry?
MRS. LUNN. Yes, sorry. I think it's time for you to say you're sorry, and to make friends with Mr. Juno before we all dine together.
GREGORY. Seraphita: I promised my mother—
MRS. JUNO [involuntarily] Oh, bother your mother! [Recovering herself] I beg your pardon.
GREGORY. A promise is a promise. I can't tell a deliberate lie. I know I ought to be sorry; but the flat fact is that I'm not sorry. I find that in this business, somehow or other, there is a disastrous separation between my moral principles and my conduct.
JUNO. There's nothing disastrous about it. It doesn't matter about your principles if your conduct is all right.
GREGORY. Bosh! It doesn't matter about your principles if your conduct is all right.
JUNO. But your conduct isn't all right; and my principles are.