(With tranquillity.) Oh, influenza. Sometimes it takes 'em in
the head and sometimes in the stomach. It's taken him in the head.
HONORIA. Charming man! I don't suppose there's the least likelihood of
it--he's evidently very well off--but if he should be wanting a
situation similar to his last, I'm sure my uncle----
JANET. (Positively and curtly.) I don't think so.
HONORIA. Of course you know him very well?
JANET. Well, it's like this. I'm his cousin. We aren't exactly engaged
to be married----
HONORIA. (In a changed tone.) Oh, I see! Good afternoon.
JANET. Good afternoon.
(Exit HONORIA.)
CARVE. (Who has hesitatingly wandered back towards centre; in a quite
different tone now that he is alone again with JANET.) What's this
about being engaged to be married?
JANET. (Smiling.) I was telling her we weren't engaged to be married.
That's true, I suppose?
CARVE. But are we cousins?
JANET. Yes. I've got my reputation to think about. I don't want to
coddle it, but there's no harm in just keeping an eye on it.
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