Never.
Jenny.
Basil!
Basil.
It's too late now to keep it in. I must tell you and have done with it. You've been having it out for months—now it's my turn.
Jenny.
[Going up to him and trying to put her arm round his neck.] But I love you, Basil. I'll make you love me.
Basil.
[Shrinking from her.] Don't touch me!
Jenny.