Sir G. Oh, yes, you did.
Philip. When did I say so?
Sir G. When you ran away. (puts glasses up)
Philip. Spare me, Sir George. You make me feel like a witness under cross-examination. I didn’t mean to breathe a word of this, and somehow I have told you everything.
Sir G. Well, you have told me a good deal. (drops glasses) Now, will you let me give you my advice?
Philip. By all means.
Sir G. Keep those women apart.
Philip. Which women?
Sir G. (smiling) The charming girl and the neglected wife.
Philip. I never said she was neglected.