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sarah.Ann, what is to become of you?

carnaby.Big drops.. big drops!

At this moment abud is passing towards the house, his work finished.

ann.John Abud.. you mean to marry. When you marry.. will you marry me?

A blank silence, into which breaks carnaby's sick voice.

carnaby.Take me indoors. I heard you ask the gardener to marry you.

ann.I asked him.

carnaby.I heard you say that you asked him. Take me in.. but not out of the rain.

ann.Look.. he's straight-limbed and clear eyed.. and I'm a woman.

sarah.Ann, are you mad?

ann.If we two were alone here in this garden and everyone else in the world were dead.. what would you answer?

abud.[Still amazed.]Why.. yes.

carnaby.Then that's settled.. pellucid.

He attempts to rise, but staggers backwards and forwards. sarah goes to him alarmed.

sarah.Papa!.. there's no rain yet.

carnaby.Hush, I'm dead.

ann.[Her nerves failing her.]Oh.. oh.. oh..!

sarah.Abud, don't ever speak of this.

abud.No, my lady.

ann.[With a final effort.]I mean it all. Wait three months.