You amuse me. You interest me. I'm a bit of a psychologist, you
You're very young to be - what you said you were. There's something childish
in your face, almost retarded. [She laughs] I do like that word. I'm not being
personal of course . . . just being . . . psychological. Of course, I can see
you're one for the girls. Don't know why you had to pick on me, at this time
of night, really rather forward of you. I'm a respectable mother, you know,
with a child at boarding school. You couldn't call me . . . anything else.
All I do, I just entertain a few gentlemen, of my own choice, now and again.
What girl doesn't?