I've told you that I _don't_ know. Only somehow it seemed that,
in all this new life, I was being guided for your sake as well as my
own.
CAPT. G. (_Aside._) Then Mafflin was right! They know, and we--we're
blind--all of us. (_Lightly._) 'Getting a little beyond our depth,
dear, aren't we? I'll remember, and, if I fail, let me be punished as
I deserve.
MRS. G. There shall be no punishment. We'll start into life together
from here--you and I--and no one else.
CAPT. G. And no one else. (_A pause._) Your eyelashes are all wet,
Sweet? Was there ever such a quaint little Absurdity?
MRS. G. Was there ever such nonsense talked before?
CAPT. G. (_Knocking the ashes out of his pipe._) 'Tisn't what we say,
it's what we don't say, that helps. And it's all the profoundest
philosophy. But no one would understand--even if it were put into a
book.
MRS. G. The idea! No--only we ourselves, or people like ourselves--if
there are any people like us.
CAPT. G. (_Magisterially._) All people, not like ourselves, are blind
idiots.
MRS. G. (_Wiping her eyes._) Do you think, then, that there are any
people as happy as we are?
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