Every girl likes a suspicion of romance thrown over her love-affairs.
Gerald.
Your mother will tell you that the certainty of marriage is much more satisfactory.
Nellie.
[Dryly.] You would have made an excellent husband—for mother.
Gerald.
Have you noticed that when we do think of something to talk about, we get perilously near a squabble?
Nellie.
I sometimes think it would be better to quarrel outright now and then than be always so desperately polite to one another.
Gerald.