Daisy. I think you'll enjoy your tea more if you feel you've done the sight.
Sylvia. It's all so new to me. Everything interests me. I've fallen passionately in love with Peking.
[They wander off, talking gaily.
George. Harold, you're a very nice boy.
Knox. That's what the girls tell me. But I don't know why you should.
George. I think it was rather sporting of you to bring your sister to see Daisy.
Knox. I don't deserve any credit for that. She insisted on coming.
George. Oh?
Knox. She met Harry at the club and took rather a fancy to him. When I told her Daisy was a half-caste and people didn't bother much about her she got right up on her hind legs. I told her she'd only just come out to China and didn't know what she was talking about and then she gave me what she called a bit of her mind. I was obliged to remark that if that was a bit I didn't much care about knowing the rest.
George. It sounds as though you'd had a little tiff.