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Rh *Husband.—(continuing into the phone) She is here now, yes. She is glaring at me.
 * Wife.—Stop talking such nonsense!
 * Husband.—She wants to know what we are talking about … Ha, ha! … Is it hot in Tokyo? … Indeed! ever since yesterday? … It is much cooler here, but we are not afraid of the sea, we are just going out there now.
 * Wife.—Give my kind regards to Mrs. Kobayashi.
 * Husband.—(still talking to his friend) Indeed! That is rather unexpected. It must rather worry you … I’m sorry … My wife wishes to be remembered to Mrs. Kobayashi … Yes, we’re getting along very well. Is the Director there? … Pshaw! … That’s awkward! … Tell him I will return as soon as I feel like it … Well, good-bye! … Yes, yes, all right … Good-bye!
 * Wife.—What does he want?
 * Husband.—Oh, nothing! … See, the rain has stopped. Let’s go out now. (He takes off his clothes hurriedly, and is seen wearing a bathing-suit underneath.)
 * Wife.—(rises to her feet rather gaily.) Are you going out like that?
 * Husband.—Of course I am. The sea is quite near, just across the garden … Did you expect that we should have to take a taxi to get to it?
 * Wife.—What shall I wear?
 * Husband.—The same as I’m wearing.
 * Wife.—But I haven’t got my bathing-suit on yet.
 * Husband.—Then put it on quickly.