I'll leave you, shall I?
Christina.
Oh, no, pray don't. There's not the least reason why you shouldn't hear what it's all about.
Arthur.
You're not going to make my fortune after all. You're going to ask me to do something.
Christina.
What makes you think that?
Arthur.
You want a third person present to be witness to my brutal selfishness when I refuse. I know you, Christina.
Christina.