delight is in escaping, after all.

MRS. JUNO. I don't think we'll talk about it any more. Danger is
all very well when you do escape; but sometimes one doesn't. I
tell you frankly I don't feel as safe as you do--if you really
do.

GREGORY. But surely you can do as you please without injuring
anyone, Mrs. Juno. That is the whole secret of your extraordinary
charm for me.

MRS. JUNO. I don't understand.

GREGORY. Well, I hardly know how to begin to explain. But the
root of the matter is that I am what people call a good man.

MRS. JUNO. I thought so until you began making love to me.

GREGORY. But you knew I loved you all along.

MRS. JUNO. Yes, of course; but I depended on you not to tell me
so; because I thought you were good. Your blurting it out spoilt
it. And it was wicked besides.

GREGORY. Not at all. You see, it's a great many years since I've
been able to allow myself to fall in love. I know lots of
charming women; but the worst of it is, they're all married.
Women don't become charming, to my taste, until they're fully
developed; and by that time, if they're really nice, they're
snapped up and married. And then, because I am a good man, I have