Pierrette. Perhaps I did see her.
Pierrot. Now, look here, Pierrette, it's no good your being jealous. When you and I took on this show business, we arranged to be just partners and nothing more. If I see anyone I want to marry, I shall marry 'em. And if you see anyone who wants to marry you, you can marry 'em.
Pierrette. I'm not jealous! It's absurd!
Pierrot [singing abstractedly].
"Baby, don't wait for the moon,
She has scratched her white chin on the gorse;
And mellow and musical June
Is bringing the cuckoo remorse."
Pierrette. Did you see that girl after the show?
Pierrot. No. She had slipped away in the crowd. Here, I've had enough tea. I shall go out and try to find her.
Pierrette. Why don't you stay in by the fire? You could help me to darn the socks.
Pierrot. Don't try to chaff me. Darning, indeed! I hope life has got something better in it than darning.
Pierrette. I doubt it. It's pretty much the same all the world over. First we wear holes in our socks, and then we mend them. The wise ones are those who make the best of it, and darn as well as they can.