Basil.
[Unable to restrain his ill-temper.] Don't you know that he's been mixed up in every scandal for the last twenty years?
Hilda.
[Good-humouredly, seeing that Basil is merely jealous.] There must be people in the world to provide gossip for their neighbours.
Basil.
It's no business of mine. I have no right to talk to you like this.
Hilda.
I wonder why you do it?
Basil.
[Almost savagely.] Because I love you.