Anne.
You make her very happy.
Arthur.
There's nothing I wouldn't do to achieve that. I'm more desperately in love with Violet even than when I first married her.
Anne.
I'm so glad. I want nothing but your happiness.
Arthur.
Here is Christina.
[The door opens as he says these words and an English Butler ushers in Mrs. Pritchard. She is a tall, spare woman, with hair turning grey, comely, upright in her carriage, with decision of character indicated by every gesture; but though masterful and firm to attain her ends, she is an honest woman, direct, truthful and not without humour. She is admirably gowned in a manner befitting her station and importance.]
Butler.