ZACK. You were getting on so well.
VIRGINIA. So were you till you began to talk rubbish about Martha Wrigley. Go and ask her to finish shaving you.
ZACK. Have I said anything to offend you, Jenny?
VIRGINIA. Have you said——? You think a lot about other people, Zack. Do you never think of me?
ZACK. I do that. But it's not the same.
VIRGINIA. The same as what?
ZACK. It's common thinking when I think of them. When I think of you it's something a bit special. It's thinking with my hat off, like going into church. It's Sunday best and I couldn't bring myself to talk of it the same way as I'd talk of them. It's not for talking of at all. It's holylike. That's why I haven't mentioned it.
VIRGINIA (takes up razor. Zack flinches). Sit down again. I'll finish shaving you.
ZACK. Will you, Jenny? (He sits.)
VIRGINIA. Yes. Don't talk or you'll get cut. Now listen, Zack. Martha Wrigley's getting what she wants. She's marrying Paul and she'll be the proudest woman in the place. So you can put her out of mind. If you want to say "good-bye" to her, you can go and say it when I've finished shaving you. Only you'll say it in words. You're a bit too free with your consolations, and I've not shaved you for Martha Wrigley to have the benefit of your virgin chin. You've finished with her, Zack, you understand?