Remember that you’ll have me always from to-morrow on. Don’t you think you could well spare me to-day?
John.
No.
Sylvia.
Tiresome creature. Though I must say it’s rather pleasing.
Colonel Wharton.
I never saw two young people who were so thoroughly satisfied with one another as you are.
John.
[Putting his arm round Sylvia’s waist.] But I’m not in the least satisfied with Sylvia. I should like her to have jet black hair and eyes like sloes.
Sylvia.