Dolly. I don't mean to stand the racket of your Banbury cakes.
Renie. I didn't expect you to be so unsympathetic. You promised to help me!
Dolly. Help you! How did you expect me to help you?
Renie. My husband has to go to Edinburgh next week to give a course of lectures there.
Dolly. Well?
Renie. He wants me to go with him. Dearest, it would be perfectly sweet of you to ask me to stay on another fortnight here.
Dolly. [Makes a little movement of indignant surprise.] I see!
Renie. There could be no possible harm in it now that you know our attachment is quite innocent and that you can look after me every moment. Dearest, you might oblige me in a tiny little matter like this.
Dolly. [After a pause.] I'll think it over——
Renie. Thank you so much.