JUNO. Look here, old chap: I don't say a word against your mother; and
I'm sorry she's dead; but really, you know, most women are mothers; and
they all die some time or other; yet that doesn't make them infallible
authorities on morals, does it?
GREGORY. I was about to say so myself. Let me add that if you do things
merely because you think some other fool expects you to do them, and he
expects you to do them because he thinks you expect him to expect you
to do them, it will end in everybody doing what nobody wants to do,
which is in my opinion a silly state of things.
JUNO. Lunn: I love your wife; and that's all about it.
GREGORY. Juno: I love yours. What then?
JUNO. Clearly she must never see you again.
MRS. JUNO. Why not?
JUNO. Why not! My love: I'm surprised at you.
MRS. JUNO. Am I to speak only to men who dislike me?
JUNO. Yes: I think that is, properly speaking, a married woman's duty.
MRS. JUNO. Then I won't do it: that's flat. I like to be liked. I like
to be loved. I want everyone round me to love me. I don't want to meet
or speak to anyone who doesn't like me.
JUNO. But, my precious, this is the most horrible immorality.
MRS. LUNN. I don't intend to give up meeting you, Mr. Juno. You amuse
me very much. I don't like being loved: it bores me. But I do like to
be amused.
JUNO. I hope we shall meet very often. But I hope also we shall not
defend our conduct.
MRS. JUNO [rising] This is unendurable. We've all been flirting. Need
we go on footling about it?