Why?
Mabel.
Isn't it enough for me to say I want you for you to hurl yourself at my feet immediately?
John.
Oh, you poor thing, can't you do without me for two minutes?
Mabel.
Now you're taking a mean advantage. It's only this particular two minutes that I want you. Come and sit by me like a nice, dear boy.
John.
Now what have you been doing that you shouldn't?
Mabel.