(Pierrot shakes his head gloomily.)
PIERRETTE
Oh yes you have! Don’t deny it! And worrying yourself to death about expenses. But Pierrot—things aren’t nearly as bad as you think they are. I’m doing all my own work—even the washing and the ironing—and Pierrot!—I’ve got a scheme! We’ll take a boarder!
PIERROT (disgusted)
Boarder! Ugh!
PIERRETTE
Why not, sweetheart? Of course, we’d have to talk to him at mealtimes, I suppose. And you couldn’t kiss me across the table as you used to.... (Suddenly, with a catch) Do you know, Pierrot, you haven’t kissed me across the table for—oh—ever so long!
PIERROT (struggling with himself)
Pierrette....
PIERRETTE