He's been very unhappy, you know.
Arthur.
[Almost savagely.] That is a calamity which I find myself able to bear with patience.
Anne.
And now he's surprised and pleased. I've met her. Poor dear, she did everything to make me like her, because Ronny was my brother. She's awfully pretty. He's not in love with her yet. But I think he may be. He's on the brink and if there were nothing else he'd fall over.
Arthur.
That is what I suspected. You know, Anne, the longer I live the more inexplicable I find human beings. I always thought I was by way of being a fairly decent fellow. I never knew what mean beastliness there was inside me. It would be quite impossible for me to tell you how I hate your brother. I've had to be jolly and affable with him and, by George, I wanted to kill him.
Anne.
Why didn't you let him go? Are you sure it was necessary to give him that job?
Arthur.