MRS. MUNNING. There's all in it. I say we've got a golden chance, and I don't know what you're shirking for. Our luck's well in all round with people talking sensibly about us and the orders coming in.
PAUL. That's not to say Virginia 'ull have me.
MRS. MUNNING. You'll get to know by asking, Paul. And I tell you she's ripe for it.
PAUL. Ripe?
MRS. MUNNING. The girl's in love. She's got the signs of it all over her. It only needs a bit of enterprise from you, and all's as good as done.
PAUL. I've seen no signs of love. She's got a thumping appetite, if that's your meaning.
MRS. MUNNING. Where's your eyes? The girl's another creature since she's been with us.
PAUL. The country air did that. I thought love made them pale.
MRS. MUNNING. Quit talking, Paul. Are you in love with any other girl?
PAUL. What, me in love? I've got more sense.