[Blandly.] Anyhow, I dare say you’d like to wait and see.
Etchingham.
[Suspiciously.] Have you got something up your sleeve?
George Winter.
My dear fellow, our sex would be at an impossible disadvantage in its dealings with the other, if it were not for the most obstinate of all their passions.... Self-sacrifice.
Etchingham.
You’re counting on that?
George Winter.
You’ve given Kate such a training in it that I can’t help thinking it has become a habit.
Etchingham.