Gentleman—I remember the first time I saw you at the opera. By the way, who's that chap you always go with?
Selina—(Lightly.) Oh, that!
Bart—Her voice!
Gentleman—He interests me. Seems very sweet on you.
Selina—Think so?
Gentleman—I have eyes.
Selina—He's just a boy.
Gentleman—It's these young cubs who always run off with the prizes. Are you in love with him?
Selina—I do not think you have any right to question me.
Gentleman—I beg your pardon for seeming impertinent. I merely ask, so I may know where I stand.