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ANN. [_To her sister again._] Don't talk about me.
SARAH. They can see that you're whispering.
CARNABY. . . . Informing me now she was a woman and wanted excitement.
GEORGE. There's a curse.
CARNABY. How else d'ye conceive life for women?
SARAH. George is naturally cruel. Excitement's our education. Please vary it, though.
CARNABY. I have always held that to colour in the world-picture is the greatest privilege of the husband. Sarah.
SARAH. [_Not leaving_ ANN'S _side_.] Yes, Papa.
CARNABY. Sarah, when Sir Charles leaves Brighton. . .
SARAH _rises but will not move further_.
CARNABY. [_Sweetly threatening._] Shall I come to you?
_But she goes to him now._
CARNABY. By a gossip letter from town . . .
SARAH. [_Tensely._] What is it?
CARNABY. You mentioned to me something of his visiting Naples.
SARAH. Very well. I detest Italy.
CARNABY. Let's have George's opinion.
_He leads her towards_ GEORGE.
GEORGE. Yes?
CARNABY. Upon Naples.
GEORGE. I remember Naples.
CARNABY. Sarah, admire those roses.
SARAH. [_Cynically echoing her father._] Let's have George's opinion.
_Now_ CARNABY _has drawn them both away, upon the terrace, and, the coast being clear_, LORD JOHN _walks towards_ ANN, _who looks at him very scaredly_.
CARNABY. Emblem of secrecy among the ancients.
SARAH. Look at this heavy head, won't it snap off?
_The three move out of sight._
LORD JOHN. I'm sober now.
ANN. I'm not.
LORD JOHN. Uncompromising young lady.
ANN. And, excuse me, I don't want to . . . play.
LORD JOHN. Don't you wish me to apologise quietly, to you?
ANN. Good manners are all mockery, I'm sure.
LORD JOHN. I'm very much afraid you're a cynic.
ANN. I'm not trying to be clever.
LORD JOHN. Do I tease you?
ANN. Do I amuse you?
LORD JOHN. How dare I say so!
ANN. [_After a moment._] I was not frightened.
LORD JOHN. You kissed me back.
ANN. Not on purpose. What do two people mean by behaving so . . . in the dark?
LORD JOHN. I am exceedingly sorry that I hurt your feelings.
ANN. Thank you, I like to feel.
LORD JOHN. And you must forgive me.
ANN. Tell me, why did you do it?
LORD JOHN. Honestly I don't know. I should do it again.
ANN. That's not quite true, is it?
LORD JOHN. I think so.
ANN. What does it matter at all!
LORD JOHN. Nothing.
