Oh, why can’t we go back to the beginning? D’you remember how we loved one another then? You used to come down with me every day when I went out, and when I came back you always ran down to kiss me. And d’you remember how you used to sit on my chair in the morning while I smoked my pipe and we read the paper together?
Penelope.
[Concealing a smile.] How you must have hated it!
Dickie.
Hate it? I’ve never been so happy in my life.
Penelope.
At all events I hope we shall always continue to be good friends.
Dickie.
[Starting up.] Friends! What’s the good of offering me your friendship when I’m starving for your love? How can you make me so unhappy?
Penelope.