Ger. Not a bit. I am only dreadfully busy. I must go out of town. I am so busy! I can't stay in it a moment longer. I have so many things to do.
Con. Mayn't I come and see you while you work? I never used to interrupt you. I want so to sit once more in my old place. (Draws a stool towards him.)
Ger. No, no—not—not there! Constance used to sit there. William!
Con. You frighten me, Arthur!
Enter COL. G.
Ger. Bring a chair, William.
Constance sits down like a chidden child. Exit COL. G.
Con. I must have offended you more than I thought, Arthur! What can I say? It is so stupid to be always saying I am sorry.
Ger. No, no. But some one may call.
Con. You mean more than that. Will you not let me understand?