Dick.
Ah, you want to flirt with me, Mrs. Crowley.
Mrs. Crowley.
Good heavens, what on earth makes you think that?
Dick.
It's what a woman always means when she asks you to talk sensibly.
Mrs. Crowley.
I can't bear a man who thinks women are in love with him.
Dick.
Bless you, I don't think that. I only think they want to marry me.