JILL. [Speaking to ROLF, invisible] Come in here. There's no one.
[She goes in. ROLF joins her, coming from the garden.]
ROLF. Jill, I just wanted to say—Need we?
[JILL. nodes.]
Seeing you yesterday—it did seem rotten.
JILL. We didn't begin it.
ROLF. No; but you don't understand. If you'd made yourself, as father has——
JILL. I hope I should be sorry.
ROLF. [Reproachfully] That isn't like you. Really he can't help thinking he's a public benefactor.
JILL. And we can't help thinking he's a pig. Sorry!