ANTONIN. I know. But still—She paints little Cupids and that kind of thing, on china. [He laughs loudly]. Enough to make you split! You don’t see it? The other day someone offered her some work far better paid than what she’s doing at present. She refused. Guess why.
LIGNOL [bored] Why?
ANTONIN [giggling] Because the woman who kept the shop was divorced. [He laughs]. But it is good to see you again, my dear chap. [He claps Lignol on the shoulder]. Awfully good.
LIGNOL. I’ve enjoyed coming immensely. [A pause]. Your wife is charming.
ANTONIN [fatuously] Not bad, eh!
LIGNOL. And she’s clever, too.
ANTONIN. Get out!
LIGNOL. I’m quite serious.
ANTONIN. Oh, yes, I dare say. I know all about that. No use denying it. Julie’s stupid. It was partly for that very reason I married her.
LIGNOL. I don’t think so. She has read a lot.