) Now! (He sits down again.)
JANET. Yes, it doesn't look quite so queer like that. Those are my
cooking sleeves, and that seems a bit like my kitchen--that's my best
copper pan! Is the young woman meant to be me?
CARVE. Well, not to beat about the bush, yes.
JANET. I don't consider it very flattering.
CARVE. How many times have you told me you hate flattery?
JANET. (Running to him.) Now he's hurt. Oh, he's hurt. (Kissing
him.) It's a beautiful picture, and the frame's lovely! And she's so
glad he didn't forget.
CARVE. It is pretty good. In fact it's devilish good. It's one of the
best things I ever did in my life. Old Carve would have got eight
hundred for that like a shot.
JANET. (Sceptically.) Would he? It's wonderful how wonderful people
are when they're dead.
CARVE. And now will she let him finish reading his paper?
JANET. (Handing him the paper, then putting her head close to his and
looking at the paper.) What was it he was reading that made him so deaf
he couldn't hear his wife when she spoke to him?
CARVE.
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