"Yes, Ralph. We little thought it would be me."
"How he does surpass himself!"
"The funniest thing was he thought I was in love with him."
"He didn't!"
"He did. Because of the way I'd worked for him. He thought that proved it."
"Yes. Yes. I suppose he would think it…. Look here—he didn't do anything, did he?"
"He kissed me. That wasn't funny."
"The putrid old sinner. If he wasn't so old I'd wring his neck for him."
"No, no. That's all wrong. It's not the way we agreed to take him. We'd think it funny enough if he'd done it to somebody else. It's pure accident that it's me."
"No doubt that's the proper philosophic view. I wonder whether Mrs.
Levitt takes it."