de Winter
My suggestion didn't seem to go at all well. Sorry.
2nd Mrs. de Winter
Oh, but you don't understand. It's that I, well, I'm not the sort of person men marry.
de Winter
I don't know what you mean.
2nd Mrs. de Winter
I don't belong in your sort of world, for, for one thing.
de Winter
Well, what is 'my sort of world?'
2nd Mrs. de Winter
Oh well, Manderley, you know what I mean.
de Winter
Well, I'm the best judge of whether you belong there or not. Of course, if you don't love me, that's a different theorem. A fine blow to my conceit, that's all.
2nd Mrs. de Winter
Oh, I do love you. I love you most dreadfully. I've been crying all morning because I thought I'd never see you again.
de Winter
Bless you for that. I'll remind you of this one day. You won't believe me. It's a pity you have to grow up.
