Sydney. Oh, Kit’s as keen as I am on eugenics. He’s doing a paper for his debating society.
Margaret. Well, I found you quite enough to manage.
Sydney. [Leaning over the back of the sofa] I believe you were scared of me when I was little— [Margaret nods] and even now—
Margaret. [Quickly] What?
Sydney. [Quite good humoured about it] Well, if you had to choose between me and Gray, it wouldn’t be Gray who’d lose you.
Margaret. [Confronted with the idea] I hope I’d do what’s right.
Sydney. [Airily] There you are!
Margaret. [As it goes home] It’s not true. You’ve no right to make me out a heartless mother. But—
Sydney. [Her arm round her mother’s neck] Well—heartless Mother?
Margaret. [Clutching at the arm] Oh, Sydney—what should I do if Gray—if Gray—