TREMAYNE. My name's Robinson, by the way.
DEVENISH. Then let me return the compliment, Robinson. Your name is
familiar to _me_.
TREMAYNE (hastily). I don't think I'm related to any Robinsons you
know.
DEVENISH. Well, no, I suppose not. When I was very much younger I
began a collection of Robinsons. Actually it was only three days
ago, but it seems much longer. Many things have happened since
then.
TREMAYNE (uninterested). Really!
DEVENISH. There is a man called Baxter who is still collecting, I
believe. For myself, I am only interested in one of the great
family--Delia.
TREMAYNE (eagerly). You are interested in _her_?
DEVENISH. Devotedly. In fact, I am at this moment waiting for her
to put on her hat.
TREMAYNE (warmly). My dear Devenish, I am delighted to make your
acquaintance. (He seizes his hand and grips it heartily.) How are
you?
DEVENISH (feeling his fingers). Fairly well, thanks.
TREMAYNE. That's right. (They sit on the sofa together.)
DEVENISH (still nursing his hand). You are a very lucky fellow,
Robinson.
TREMAYNE. In what way?
DEVENISH. People you meet must be so very reluctant to say good-bye
to you. Have you ever tried strangling lions or anything like that?
TREMAYNE (with a laugh). Well, as a matter of fact, I have.
DEVENISH. I suppose you won all right?
TREMAYNE.
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