Suspicion Page #3

- Where's your aspirin? I'll get it.

- In my bureau drawer.

- A telegram for you, miss.

- Thank you.

- Here's the aspirin, dear.

- What for?

- Your headache.

- That's gone.

- Tell Father I'll be down in a second.

- Really, I don't understand you.

I say, Lina.

- Yes, Reggie?

- What about our dance?

- Why, of course. Poor Reggie.

- Good.

I say, General, that's not Lina

dancing with Wetherby, is it?

- Yes, it is.

- By Jove, I didn't recognize her at first.

I hardly knew her myself.

There's somebody at the door

for General McLaidlaw.

There's somebody to see you at the door.

This is General McLaidlaw.

I beg your pardon, sir.

There's a gentleman at the door

who says he's with your party.

He has no card, sir. The name is Aysgarth.

Aysgarth? Must be a mistake.

General McLaidlaw? I'm John Aysgarth.

I don't recall having invited you

in my party.

How awkward. I thought you had.

Otherwise I should never have come

all the way from London.

I don't know what to say.

I suggest you say something before

you embarrass this poor man to death.

- Hello, Johnnie.

- Hello, Lina.

- Hello, Johnnie.

- We were wondering if you were coming.

I'm sorry I'm late.

I believe this is our dance, isn't it?

- Hello, Monkeyface.

- Hello.

But we can't do this. Where are we going?

- Which is your car?

- This is ridiculous.

- Over there.

- Good. Come on.

Roll up the window before you catch cold.

Have you ever been kissed in a car before?

- Johnnie.

- Johnnie what?

You mustrt joke with me.

I'm no good at joking.

- I don't know how to flirt.

- I'm not joking. I'm serious.

- Have you ever been kissed in a car?

- Never.

Would you like to be?

Yes.

You're the first woman I've ever met

who said yes when she meant yes.

- What do the others say?

- Hanged if I know. Anything but yes.

- But they kiss you?

- Usually.

- Have there...

- Have there what, Monkeyface?

- Have there been many?

- I'm afraid so. Quite a few.

One night, when I couldn't fall asleep,

I started to count them.

The way you count sheep

jumping over a fence.

I think I passed out on number 73.

- Are you always frank with them like this?

- No, not particularly.

Why are you frank with me,

because I'm different?

No, it isn't that.

I'm honest because with you

I think it's the best way to get results.

I hope I'm not saying the wrong thing,

but I love you.

No, you haven't said

the wrong thing, Monkeyface.

- Where are we going?

- I don't know, anywhere.

I think I'm falling in love with you

and I don't quite like it.

That's why I stayed away from you

for a week.

I was afraid of you.

I didn't think it would happen like this.

Neither did I.

I saw an entirely different sort of person.

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