G. I--I don't like to, after that voice. (_Tremulously._) Phil,
never you _dare_ to speak to me in that tone, whatever I may do!
CAPT. G. My poor little love! Why, you're shaking all over. I _am_ so
sorry. Of course I never meant to upset you. Don't tell me anything.
I'm a brute.
MRS. G. No, you aren't, and I _will_ tell--There was a man.
CAPT. G. (_Lightly._) Was there? Lucky man!
MRS. G. (_In a whisper._) And I thought I cared for him.
CAPT. G. Still luckier man! Well?
MRS. G. And I thought I cared for him--and I didn't--and then you
came--and I cared for you very, _very_ much indeed. That's all. (_Face
hidden._) You aren't angry, are you?
CAPT. G. Angry? Not in the least. (_Aside._) Good Lord, what have I
done to deserve this angel?
MRS. G. (_Aside._) And he never asked for the name! How funny men
are! But perhaps it's as well.
CAPT. G. That man will go to heaven because you once thought you cared
for him. 'Wonder if you'll ever drag me up there?
MRS. G. (_Firmly._) 'Shan't go if you don't.
CAPT. G. Thanks. I say, Pussy, I don't know much about your religious
beliefs.
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