Daisy. I trusted to your diplomatic training. Besides, I'd prepared for it. I told him I thought I'd met you.
George. Harry and I have been pals all our lives. I brought him out to China and I got him his job. When he had cholera he would have died if I hadn't pulled him through.
Daisy. I know. And in return he worships the ground you tread on. I've never known one man think so much of another as he does of you.
George. All that's rot, of course. Sometimes I don't know how I'm going to live up to the good opinion Harry has of me. But when you've done so much for a pal as I have for him it gives you an awful sense of responsibility towards him.
Daisy. What do you mean by that?
[A short pause.
George. I'm not going to let you marry him.
Daisy. He's so much in love with me that he doesn't know what to do with himself.
George. I know he is. But if you were in love with him you wouldn't be so sure of it.
Daisy. [With a sudden change of tone.] Why not? I was sure of your love. And God knows I was in love with you.