Act II

I don’t mean a funny cap.

You’re far too full of vitality to sink into anything.

It’s entirely spurious vitality. If you troubled to look below the surface, you’d find a very wistful and weary spirit. I’ve been battling with life for a long time.

Surely such successful battles as yours have been are not wearying?

Yes, they are⁠—frightfully. I’ve reached an age now when I just want to sit back and let things go on around me⁠—and they do.

I should like to know exactly what you’re thinking about⁠—really.

I was thinking of calling you Richard. It’s such a nice uncompromising name.

I should be very flattered if you would.

I won’t suggest you calling me Judith until you feel really comfortable about me.

But I do⁠—Judith.

I’m awfully glad. Will you give me a cigarette?