To-morrow at this time I shall be well started. Oh, I long for that infinite surface of the clean and comfortable sea.
Lucy.
Are you very glad to go?
Alec.
[Turning to her.] I feel quite boyish at the very thought.
Lucy.
And is there no one you regret to leave?
Alec.
You see, Dick is going to marry. When a man does that, his bachelor friends are wise to depart gracefully before he shows them that he needs their company no longer. I have no relations and few friends. I can't flatter myself that any one will be much distressed at my departure.
Lucy.