But I did try
and make it easy for _you_, Bobby. (Sadly) And now you're beginning
all over again.
BOBBY (awkwardly). I though perhaps you might have changed your mind.
Lots of girls do.
MELISANDE (contemptuously). Lots of girls! Is that how you think of
me?
BOBBY. Well, your mother said--(He breaks off hurriedly.)
MELISANDE (coldly). Have you been discussing me with my mother?
BOBBY. I say, Sandy, don't be angry. Sorry; I mean Melisande.
MELISANDE. Don't apologise. Go on.
BOBBY. Well, I didn't _discuss_ you with your mother. She just
happened to say that girls never knew their own minds, and that they
always said "No" the first time, and that I needn't be downhearted,
because--
MELISANDE. That _you_ needn't? You mean you _told_ her?
BOBBY. Well, it sort of came out.
MELISANDE. After I had promised that I wouldn't say anything, you went
and _told_ her! And then I suppose you went and told the cook, and
_she_ said that her brother's young woman was just the same, and then
you told the butcher, and _he_ said, "You stick to it, sir. All women
are alike. My missis said 'No' to me the first time." And then you
went and told the gardeners--I suppose you had all the gardeners
together in the potting-shed, and gave them a lecture about it--and
when you had told them, you said, "Excuse me a moment, I must now go
and tell the postman," and then--
BOBBY.
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