Harry. Now, my darling, we shall best arrive at an understanding if we avoid all temper, and discuss it in a calm, business-like way.
Dolly. [A little frightened.] Ye-es——
Harry. Very well then, bring up your chair, and let us go into it, figure by figure, item by item, and see how we stand.
Dolly. Ye-es. [Bringing a chair a little way.] Harry, you aren't going to be as business-like as all that?
Harry. As all what?
Dolly. I can't discuss it while you keep me at a distance! [Suddenly rushes at him, seats herself on his knee, puts his arm round her waist, kisses him.] There! now I feel I can discuss it thoroughly.
Harry. Very well [kisses her], so long as we do discuss it thoroughly.
Dolly. I began to get quite frightened of you, Mr. Jobling.
Harry. Jobling?
Dolly. The man Mr. Pilcher had to get a money-box for, because he swore at his wife!