Don't be silly. I shall kiss you if I want to.
[She laughing, walks round the sofa while he pursues her.
Mabel.
I wish you'd treat life more seriously.
John.
I wish you wouldn't wear such prominent hats.
Mabel.
[As he puts his arm round her waist.] John, some body'll see us.
John.
Mabel, I command you to let yourself be kissed.