ANDR. You’ve seen her?
(MICHAEL looks at him with great dignity.)
ANDR. I beg your pardon.
MICH. I’ve not seen her.
ANDR. I beg your pardon. It’s no business of mine.
(Going.)
MICH. (quietly). Yes, it is business of yours.
ANDR. What do you mean?
MICH. Haven’t you made it the chief business of your life all this last year?
ANDR. How? I’ve kept my word. I’ve never reminded you of it.