not perfectly nice and friendly; but really! to hear a grown-up
man talking about promises to his mother!

GREGORY [interrupting her]. Yes, Yes: I know all about that. It's
not romantic: it's not Don Juan: it's not advanced; but we feel
it all the same. It's far deeper in our blood and bones than all
the romantic stuff. My father got into a scandal once: that was
why my mother made me promise never to make love to a married
woman. And now I've done it I can't feel honest. Don't pretend to
despise me or laugh at me. You feel it too. You said just now
that your own conscience was uneasy when you thought of your
husband. What must it be when you think of my wife?

MRS. JUNO [rising aghast]. Your wife!!! You don't dare sit there
and tell me coolly that you're a married man!

GREGORY. I never led you to believe I was unmarried.

MRS. JUNO. Oh! You never gave me the faintest hint that you had a
wife.

GREGORY. I did indeed. I discussed things with you that only
married people really understand.

MRS. JUNO. Oh!!

GREGORY. I thought it the most delicate way of letting you know.

MRS. JUNO. Well, you ARE a daisy, I must say. I suppose that's
vulgar; but really! really!! You and your goodness! However, now