Charles.
[Entering the room unperceived, stealing up behind her and giving her a sounding kiss.] Still stooping, Kate!
Kate.
Charles! [Rising.]
Charles.
[Kissing her again.] Ah, Kate, Kate, what a charming little creature you are, and how much I love you!
Kate.
But how long will you go on loving me?
Charles.
Always, dearest—in a cap and apron. [Embraces her.]