George. I was hoping you'd like her.
Daisy. It's hardly probable. She's everything that I'm not. She has everything that I haven't. No, I don't like her. But I'd give anything in the world to be her.
George. [Smiling.] I don't think you need envy her.
Daisy. Don't you think she's pretty?
George. Yes, very. But you're so much more than pretty. I expect you have more brains in your little finger than she has in her whole body.
Daisy. [Gravely.] She has something that I haven't got, George, and I'd give my soul to have.
George. [Embarrassed.] I don't know what you mean. [Changing the conversation abruptly.] Daisy, now that I'm going away....
Daisy. [Interrupting.] Are you really going to-morrow?
George. [Breezily.] I'm quite well. I'm ashamed to have stayed so long.
Daisy. I don't look forward very much to the long, empty days when you're no longer here.