[Bending and kissing it.] Kiss it and make it well! [He plays a moment with her curls; then, gravely.] Dearest Lydia, how thankful I am it was nothing serious!
Lydia.
[Nestling close.] And how thankful I am for you! Just what you showed me? No more?
Richard.
[Pointing to an imperceptible stain on his plum-colored waistcoat.] A mere scratch!
Lydia.
[Softly.] Dear Richard—will you not think me foolish if——
Richard.
[Taking her face between his hands.] If what, Pet? Is it being my wife makes you so afraid of me? Indeed I’ve never noticed such behavior before!
Lydia.