[At telephone]
Hallo, Elsa.... I’d no idea you were in London. I’m terribly thrilled. My dear, you haven’t.... All those lovely tunes you played to me in Paris?... How amazing! I am glad.... Have you done anything with that Tango?... You must play it to-night; I want Bunty to hear it.... It is perfect, isn’t it?... Good-bye, dear. [He hangs up the receiver.] Bunty.
Bunty
What?
Nicky
I’m terribly happy.
Bunty
So am I.
Nicky
Do you remember how we planned all this—coming home together—and breaking it to mother—and everything?