Sorel
I’m going to try to improve.
Simon
You’re only going on like this because you’ve got a mania for a diplomatist. You’ll soon return to normal.
Sorel
Earnestly.
Abnormal, Simon—that’s what we are. Abnormal. People stare in astonishment when we say what we consider perfectly ordinary things. I just remarked at Freda’s lunch the other day how nice it would be if someone invented something to make all our faces go up like the Chinese, because I was so bored with them going down—and they all thought I was mad!
Simon
It’s no use worrying, darling; we see things differently, I suppose, and if people don’t like it they must lump it.
Sorel
Mother’s been awfully restless lately.
Simon
Yes, I know.