I don't want any veiled insults and sneers from
you. I admit that an unfortunate situation has arisen, but we must
look facts in the face. You may be Mrs. Camberley's husband, but she
has not seen you for four years, and--well, she and I love each other.
There you have it. What are you going to do?
DENNIS (anxiously). You don't feel that I have neglected her, Mr.
Norwood? You see, I couldn't come home for week-ends very well, and--
NORWOOD. What are you going to do?
DENNIS (pleasantly). Well, what do you suggest?
NORWOOD (taken aback). Really, sir, I--er--
DENNIS. You see, I feel so out of it all. I've been leading such a
nasty, uncivilised life for the last four years, I really hardly know
what is--what is being done. Now _you_ have been mixing in Society . . .
making munitions . . .
NORWOOD (stiffly). I have been engaged on important work for the
Government of a confidential nature--
DENNIS. You, as I was saying, have been mixing in Society, engaged on
important work for the Government of a confidential nature----
NORWOOD. It was my great regret that I had no opportunity of
enlisting----
DENNIS. With no opportunity, as I was about to say, of enlisting, but
with many opportunities, fortunately, of making love to my wife.
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