Um, I hear your husband isn't feeling too well. Is he better?
Linda:
Oh, he's much, much better, thank you.
Honey Bear:
Oh, that's good!
Linda:
Mr. Marswell says he's made a very quick recovery.
Linda:
Well, with my husband almost well again, I had it in mind to take a little walk, sort of get one's bearings.
Honey Bear:
Nice day for it.
Linda:
Well, so be it.
Linda:
Well, I've certainly won myself the reputation for being an utter fool!
Victor:
I'm not so much worried about your reputation as your health. If anything should happen to you, it's my reputation that would suffer.
Linda:
Doesn't a woman's reputation mean anything to you?
Victor:
Only if I'm personally interested.
Linda:
That could be the remark of a lonely man.
Victor:
Could be.
Linda:
Are they all Muntala's wives?
Victor:
No, just six. The other three are cooking.
Honey Bear:
No kidding?
Victor:
Yep, no kidding. Let's go.
Linda:
It's amazing! Oh, look, what is that? Some sort of stork?
Victor:
Secretary bird.
Linda:
Oh, look, what are those?
Victor:
Impala.
Linda:
Oh, what simply exquisite creatures! Why, you'd think they had wings!
Honey Bear:
You know, Mrs. Nordley, this is quite a nice, bright husband you have.
Linda:
Information I'm already well aware of, Miss Kelly. But I assure you that outside of his niceness and his brightness there are many other reasons why I'm in love with him.