Harry. I'm most awfully in love with her, George.
George. Isn't that ripping? How old is she?
Harry. Only twenty-two. She's the loveliest thing you ever saw.
George. And is she in love with you?
Harry. She says so.
George. She damned well ought to be.
Harry. I do hope you'll like her, George.
George. Of course I shall. You're not the sort of chap to fall in love with a woman who isn't nice.
[Harry walks up and down for a moment restlessly.
Harry. Will you have a whisky and soda?