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DINAH: Darling, you haven't kissed me yet.

BRIAN: Oh, I say. I oughtn't to, but then one never ought to do the nice things . DINAH: Why oughtn't you?

BRIAN: Well, we said we'd be good until we'd told your uncle and aunt all about it. You see, being a guest in their house�

DINAH: But, darling child, what have you been doing all this morning except telling George?

BRIAN: Oh, trying to tell George.

DINAH: Yes, of course, there's a difference.

BRIAN: I think he guessed there was something up, and he took me down to see the pigs–he said he had to see the pigs at once–I don't know why; an appointment perhaps. And we talked about pigs all the way, and I couldn't say, "Talking about pigs, I want to marry your niece�"

DINAH: Oh, of course you couldn't.

BRIAN: No. Well, you see how it