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epted me conditionally. DELIA. Oh, do tell me! DEVENISH. It is rather an unhappy story. This man called Baxter in his vulgar way also made a proposal of marriage. Mrs. Tremayne was gracious enough to imply that she would marry whichever one of us fulfilled a certain condition. DELIA. How sweet of her! DEVENISH. It is my earnest hope, Miss Delia, that the man called Baxter will be the victor. As far as is consistent with honour, I shall endeavour to let Mr. Baxter (banging the table with his hand) win. DELIA. What was the condition? DEVENISH. That I am not at liberty to tell. It is, I understand, to be a surprise for you. DELIA. How exciting!... Mr. Devenish, you have been very frank. May I be equally so? (DEVENISH bows.) Why do you wear your hair so long? DEVENISH (pleased). You have noticed it? DELIA. Well, yes, I have. DEVENISH. I wear it so to express my contempt for the conventions of so-called society. DELIA. I always thought that people wore it very very short if they despised the conventions of society. DEVENISH. I think that the mere fact that my hair annoys Mr. Baxter is sufficient justification for its length. DELIA. But if it annoys me too? DEVENISH (heroically). It shall go. DELIA (apologetically). I told you I wasn't a very romantic person, didn't I? (Kindly.) You can always grow it again if you fall in love with somebody else. DEVENISH. That is cruel of you, Delia. I shall never fall in love again. [Enter BELINDA in a hat.] BELINDA. Why, it's Mr. Devenish! How nice of you to come so early in the morning! How is Mr. Baxter? DEVENISH. I do not know, Mrs. Tremayne. BELINDA (to DELIA). I got most of the things, Delia. (To DEVENISH.) "The things," Mr. Devenish, is my rather stuffy way of referring to all the delightful poems that you are going to eat to-night. DEVENISH. I am looking forward to it immensely, Mrs. Tremayne. BELINDA. I do hope I've got all your and Mr. Baxter's favourite dishes. DEVENISH. I'm afraid Mr. Baxter and I are not likely to appreciate the same things. BELINDA (coyly). Oh, Mr. Devenish! And you were so unanimous a few days ago. DELIA. I think Mr. Devenish was referring entirely to things to eat. BELINDA. I felt quite sad when I was buying the lamb cutlets. To think that, only a few days before, they had been frisking about with their mammas, and having poems written about them by Mr. Devenish. There! I'm giving away the whole di
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