CAPT. G. I wish I had. There would have been an end of this business.
MRS. H. Oh, no, there would not--And so you were going to be virtuous
and _blase_, were you? To come to me and say: 'I've done with you. The
incident is clo-osed.' I ought to be proud of having kept such a man
so long.
CAPT. G. (_Aside_.) It only remains to pray for the end of the dinner.
(_Aloud_.) You know what I think of myself.
MRS. H. As it's the only person in the world you ever _do_ think of,
and as I know your mind thoroughly, I do. You want to get it all over
and-- Oh, I can't keep you back! And you're going--think of it, Pip--to
throw me over for another woman. And you swore that all other women
were-- Pip, my Pip! She _can't_ care for you as I do. Believe me, she
can't! Is it any one that I know?
CAPT. G. Thank Goodness it isn't. (_Aside_.) I expected a cyclone, but
not an earthquake.
MRS. H. She _can't!_ Is there anything that I wouldn't do for you--or
haven't done? And to think that I should take this trouble over you,
knowing what you are! Do you despise me for it?
CAPT. G. (_Wiping his mouth to hide a smile_.
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