And all I know about you is that you
_haven't_ any relations called Robinson.
TREMAYNE. What do I know about Mrs. Tremayne but that she _has_ a
relation called Robinson?
BELINDA. And two dear friends called Devenish and Baxter.
TREMAYNE (annoyed). I was forgetting them.
BELINDA (to herself). I mustn't forget Mr. Baxter.
TREMAYNE (getting up). But what does it matter? What would it
matter if I knew nothing about you? I know everything about you--
everything that matters.
BELINDA (closing her eyes contentedly). Tell me some of them.
TREMAYNE (bending over her earnestly). Belinda--
BELINDA (still with her eyes shut). He's going to propose to me.
I can feel it coming.
TREMAYNE. Confound it! how many men _have_ proposed to you?
BELINDA (surprised). Since when?
TREMAYNE. Since your first husband proposed to you.
BELINDA. Oh, I thought you meant this year. (Sitting up.) Well
now, let me see. (Slowly and thoughtfully.) One. (She pushes
up her first finger.) Two. (She pushes up the second.) Three.
(She pushes up the third finger, holds it there for a moment and
then pushes it gently down again.) No, I don't think that one ought
to count really. (She pushes up two more fingers and the thumb.)
Three, four, five--do you want the names or just the total?
TREMAYNE. This is horrible.
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