Marjorie was brought round from her fainting fit, and faces her old love:
“Oh Alistair”, she breathes, “Why have you come?”
“I have never gotten over you, Marjorie (from the old days)”
“I’ve not stopped searching for you.”
“But what about your country surgery?”
“I’ve given that all up. I’m now a GP in London!”
“Whatever for?”, Majorie asks
“Because of YOU, Marjorie. I thought we had the Real Thing – and then you go off to Italy with that young boy!”
“Ah yes”, Marjorie says dreamily, “oh I mean…I didnt’ want to..”
“I urge you to marry me, Marjorie. Leave Plastic Paul to his multi-adoptees, and come with me for a better life! I will await your answer, my darling”
As Paul goes to leave…
“Why! Young Lavinia! How you’ve grown up!”
Lav runs to her room, in shock at confronting her childhood crush.
“I still love him,” she cries, “I still love Alistair!
Mama can’t have him! She can’t!”
Meanwhile Marjorie reflects, and embarks on a plan to test her true feelings.
She devises a cunning plan to seduce Paul, and find out where her true feelings lay:
They start with a romantic meal
She then plays him the most sensual of her recitals.
Paul sits there reflectively: he knows where all this is going. What was it about bloody women, why did they always want to seduce him?
And it didn’t stop there either: It was “darling, I must buy this..” or “Master Paul, I fear I am with child…”
“Oooh, I say!”
“For Gods sake, Marjorie! Uncross your legs!”
“It used to be THIS big!”, Paul explains
Majorie is not listening. She fears it has to be Alistair she chooses
Next installment, Marjorie makes her ultimate choice – or does she? Meanwhile, Paul gets a revelation himself.