[Scornfully.] Now for another thumping lie.
Basil.
This afternoon I told Hilda I loved her.... And she loves me too.
Jenny.
[With a cry of rage.] Oh!
[She hits at his face with her umbrella, but he
wards the blow, and, snatching the umbrella
from her, throws it away.
Basil.
You've brought it on yourself. You made me too unhappy.
[Jenny, panting and bewildered, stands helpless,
trying to control herself.
Basil.