laura. It reflected on me for ever having married you.
william. I've often heard you blame yourself. Well, now you're free.
laura. I'm not free.
william. You can be if you like. Hadn't you better?
laura (sentimentally). Don't you see I'm still in mourning for you, William?
william. I appreciate the compliment, my dear. Don't spoil it.
laura. Don't be heartless!
william. I'm not: far from it. (He looks at his watch.) I'm afraid I must go now.
laura. Why must you go?
william. They are expecting me—to dinner.