TEDDIE. [_Frowning._] It makes me feel rather shy and awkward. I've repeated to myself over and over again exactly what I want to say to you, and now all I'd prepared seems rather footling. ELIZABETH. I'm so afraid I'm going to cry. TEDDIE. I feel it's all so tremendously serious and I think we ought to keep emotion out of it. You're rather emotional, aren't you? ELIZABETH. [_Half smiling and half in tears._] So are you for the matter of that. TEDDIE. That's why I wanted to have everything I meant to say to you cut and dried. I think it would be awfully unfair if I made love to you and all that sort of thing, and you were carried away. I wrote it all down and thought I'd send it you as a letter. ELIZABETH. Why didn't you? TEDDIE. I got the wind up. A letter seems so--so cold. You see, I love you so awfully. ELIZABETH. For goodness' sake don't say that. TEDDIE. You mustn't cry. Please don't, or I shall go all to pieces. ELIZABETH. [_Trying to smile._] I'm sorry. It doesn't mean anything really. It's only tears running out of my eyes. TEDDIE. Our only chance is to be awfully matter-of-fact. [_He stops for a moment. He finds it quite difficult to control himself. He clears his throat. He frowns with annoyance at himself._ ELIZABETH. What's the matter? TEDDIE. I've got a sort of lump in my throat. It is idiotic. I think I'll have a cigarette. [_She watches him in silence while he lights a cigarette._ You see, I've never been in love with anyone before, not really. It's knocked me endways. I don't know how I can live without you now. . . . Does that old fool know I'm in love with you? ELIZABETH. I think so. TEDDIE. When he was talking about Lady Kitty smashing up Lord Porteous' career I thought there was something at the back of it. ELIZABETH. I think he was trying to persuade me not to smash up yours. TEDDIE. I'm sure that's very considerate of him, but I don't happen to have one to smash. I wish I had. It's the only time in my life I've wished I were a hell of a swell so that I could chuck it all and show you how much more you are to me than anything else in the world. ELIZABETH. [_Affectionately._] You're a dear old thing, Teddie. TEDDIE. You know, I don't really know how to make love, but if I did I couldn't do it now because I just want to be absolutely practical. ELIZABETH. [_Chaffing him._] I'm glad you don't know how to make love. It would be almost more than I could bear. TEDDIE. You see, I'm not at all romantic and that sort of thing. I'm just a common or garden business man. All this is so dreadfully serious and I think we ought to be sensible. ELIZABETH. [_With a break in her voice._] You owl! TEDDIE. No, Elizabeth, don't say things like that to me. I want you to consider all the _pros_ and _cons,_ and my heart's thumping against my chest, and you know I love you, I love you, I love you. ELIZABETH. [_In a sigh of passion._] Oh, my precious!