Don't you love me enough to risk
it, Belinda?
BELINDA. I haven't really said I love you at all yet.
TREMAYNE. Well, say it now.
(BELINDA _looks at him, and then down again_.)
You do! Well, I'm going to have a kiss, anyway, (_He kisses her
quickly--moves to_ L. _of Chesterfield_.) There!
BELINDA (_rising_). O-oh I The late Mr. Tremayne never did that.
(_She powders her nose_.)
TREMAYNE. I have already told you that he was a silly ass. (_He makes
a move as if to kiss her again_.)
BELINDA (_holding up her hand and sitting on the_ R. _side of the
Chesterfield_). I shall scream for Mr. Baxter.
TREMAYNE (_sitting down on the Chesterfield, on her_ L, _side_.)
Belinda----
BELINDA. Yes, Henry--I mean, Jack?
TREMAYNE. Do you know who I am! (_He is thoroughly enjoying the
surprise he is about to give her_.)
BELINDA (_nodding_). Yes, Jack.
TREMAYNE. Who?
BELINDA. Jack Tremayne.
TREMAYNE (_jumping up_). Good heavens, you _know_!
BELINDA (_gently_). Yes, Jack.
TREMAYNE (_angrily_). You've known all the time that I was your
husband, and you've been playing with me and leading me on.
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