Lee Tai. No better a one than yours, Daisy. It was a clever trick when you got me to try to put your husband out of the way so that you should be free for George Conway.
Daisy. It was nothing to do with me. I told you I'd have nothing to do with it. You made a hash of it. One can forgive the good for being stupid, but when rascals are fools there's no excuse.
Lee Tai. The best laid schemes of mice and men, as my favourite poet Robert Burns so elegantly puts it, gang aft agley.
Daisy. I don't care a damn about your favourite poet. What have you come here for to-day?
Lee Tai. As it turns out I do not see that there is any cause for regret that George Conway got the knife thrust that was intended for your husband. I wish it had gone a little deeper.
Daisy. [Coolly.] As it turns out you only did me a service. But still you haven't told me to what I owe the honour of your visit.
Lee Tai. Civility. I like to be on friendly terms with my tenants.
Daisy. [Surprised.] Your what?
Lee Tai. [Urbanely.] This happens to be my house. When I discovered that your honourable mother had taken the rooms in this courtyard so that you might have a place where George Conway and you could safely meet I thought I would buy the whole house.
Daisy. I hope it was a good investment.