Basil.
I do my best to hold myself in, but sometimes I feel it's impossible. I shall be led to saying things that we shall both regret. For Heaven's sake let us part.
Jenny.
No.
Basil.
We can't go on having these awful quarrels. It's too degrading. It was a horrible mistake that we ever married.
Jenny.
[Horror-stricken.] Basil!
Basil.
Oh, you must see that as well as I. We're utterly unsuited to one another. And the baby's death removed the only necessity that held us together.