(Alice glances at George, who has failed to become composed.)
Alice (after a pause). George?
George (weakly). Well?
Alice. Do you like my pose as you call it?
George (looking at her). Is it a pose?
Alice (after they look intently at each other, drops her glance). Yes. (Meaning no!—and adds more excitedly.) Yes, yes!—I was only acting to see what you would do. (But she takes his hand.)
George (noticing it but showing no objection). Alice, what is happening to us? Here we sit hand-in-hand! It’s like bad vaudeville!
Alice (smiles). I don’t know—what do you think?
George. Don’t ask me. I don’t understand. I can’t think. I don’t know. Perhaps we are about to have a new George!
Alice (in a suppressed tone). You understand!—a new George—you shall come to-night!