BOBBY. It's awfully decent of you to mind.
JANE (gently). I mind very much when my friends are unhappy.
BOBBY. Thanks awfully. (He stands up, buttons his coat, and looks at himself) I say, do _you_ see anything wrong with it?
JANE. Of course not. They fit beautifully.
BOBBY. Sandy's so funny about things. I don't know what she means half the time.
JANE. Of course, I'm very fond of Melisande, but I do see what you mean. She's so (searching for the right word)--so _romantic_.
BOBBY (eagerly). Yes, that's just it. It takes a bit of living up to. I say, have a cigarette, won't you?
JANE. No, thank you. Of course, I'm very fond of Melisande, but I do feel sometimes that I don't altogether envy the man who marries her.
JANE. Yes. She's too (getting the right word at last)--too _romantic_.
BOBBY. You're about right, you know. I mean she talks about doing deeds of derring-do. Well, I mean that's all very well, but when one marries and settles down--you know what I mean?
JANE. Exactly. That's just how I feel about it. As I said to Melisande only this evening, this is the twentieth century. Well, I happen to like the twentieth century. That's all.
JANE. It may be very unromantic of me, but I like men to be keen on games, and to wear the clothes that everybody else wears--as long as they fit well, of course--and to talk about the ordinary things that everybody talks about. Of course, Melisande would say that that was very stupid and unromantic of me----
JANE. How awfully nice of you to say that, Bobby. You do understand so wonderfully.
BOBBY (with a laugh). I say, that's rather funny. I was just thinking the same about you.
JANE. I say, were you really? I'm so glad. I like to feel that we are really friends, and that we understand each other. I don't know whether I'm different from other girls, but I don't make friends very easily.
JANE. Both. In fact, but for Melisande and you, I can hardly think of any--not what you call real friends.
BOBBY. Melisande is a great friend, isn't she? You tell each other all your secrets, and that sort of thing, don't you?
JANE. Yes, we're great friends, but there are some things that I could never tell even her. (Impressively) I could never show her my inmost heart.