You can't get round me, Jenny. I suppose you 'aven't been crying to-day?
Jenny.
[Flushing.] I had a headache.
James.
I know those sort of headaches.
Jenny.
We had a little tiff this morning. That's why he went out.... Oh, don't say he doesn't care for me. I couldn't live.
James.
[With a laugh.] Go along with you. Basil Kent ain't the only pebble on the beach.
Jenny.