well as clean.

JUNO. I have never been treated like this in my life. Here am I,
a married man, with a most attractive wife: a wife I adore, and
who adores me, and has never as much as looked at any other man
since we were married. I come and throw all this at your feet.
I! I, a solicitor! braving the risk of your husband putting me
into the divorce court and making me a beggar and an outcast! I
do this for your sake. And you go on as if I were making no
sacrifice: as if I had told you it's a fine evening, or asked you
to have a cup of tea. It's not human. It's not right. Love has
its rights as well as respectability [he sits down again, aloof
and sulky].

MRS. LUNN. Nonsense! Here, here's a flower [she gives him one].
Go and dream over it until you feel hungry. Nothing brings people
to their senses like hunger.

JUNO [contemplating the flower without rapture] What good's this?

MRS. LUNN [snatching it from him] Oh! you don't love me a bit.

JUNO. Yes I do. Or at least I did. But I'm an Englishman; and I
think you ought to respect the conventions of English life.

MRS. LUNN. But I am respecting them; and you're not.

JUNO. Pardon me. I may be doing wrong; but I'm doing it in a
proper and customary manner. You may be doing right; but you're
doing it in an unusual and questionable manner. I am not prepared