Daisy. Why do you bother about him? He doesn't count. He'll get over it. After all, what can he do? He can only divorce me and perhaps we can get him to let me divorce him.
George. Could you allow him to do that?
Daisy. It means so little to a man. I don't care, I was thinking of you. It would make it so much easier for you. [He gives her a quick look. He perceives the allusion to marriage.] George, George, you wouldn't leave—leave me in the cart.
George. Of course I'll marry you.
Daisy. [Smiling now, loving and tender.] Oh, George, we shall be so happy. And you know, some day I'm sure you'll think it's better as it's turned out. I hate all this deceit just as much as you do. Oh, it'll make such a difference when our love can be open and above board. When I'm your wife you'll forget all that has tormented you. Oh, George, I know we shall be happy!
[All this time George has been thinking deeply.
George. How do you know that Lee Tai sent those wretched letters to Harry?
Daisy. He sent me a message. He wasn't satisfied with doing a dirty trick. He wanted me to know that he'd done it.
George. How did he know you kept my letters there?
Daisy. I told you I was reading them while I waited for you. He came in and I put them away. I suppose he suspected. It was very easy for him to get into the room after amah and I went away.