- Judith Wynter: Darling, I have to ask you to tell Mario to leave. This afternoon in the Summerhouse, he was professing his love for me.
- Roger Wynter: [gleefully] Oh, high spirits perhaps.
- Judith Wynter: It was awful, Mrs Poldy saw us, she was very upset.
- Roger Wynter: Why, is he in love with her too ?
- Maurice Lamport: And don't worry. You'll find a story eventually. There are stories all around you if you know where to look. There's probably one under your nose at this very moment.
- Mrs. Poldy: [disgusted that Carlo has thrown away his tea] Waste!
- Carlo: In my country, we don't drink your tea so much. All the time, we are drinking the wine.
- Mrs. Poldy: Well, you won't get any wine here!
- Judith Wynter: I'm supposed to be a rather good pianist you know.
- Roger Wynter: You're supposed to be my wife!