No, Dickie. No, Dickie. No, Dickie!
Dickie.
[At the telephone.] Mayfair 7521. I promise you he shall come to no harm. Before it gets serious we’ll tell him that she’s not a Jones of Llandudno, but a Jones of Notting Hill Gate.
Penelope.
[With a giggle.] I don’t think it’s quite nice what you’re doing.
Dickie.
I think it’s horrid. I shall blame myself very much afterwards.
Penelope.
With your moral sense too.
Dickie.