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Rosalind: Amory, if you don’t sit down I’ll scream.

Amory: (Sitting down suddenly beside her) Oh, Lord.

Rosalind: (Taking his hand gently) You know I love you, don’t you?

Amory: Yes.

Rosalind: You know I’ll always love you——

Amory: Don’t talk that way; you frighten me. It sounds as if we weren’t going to have each other. (She cries a little and rising from the couch goes to the armchair.) I’ve felt all afternoon that things were worse. I nearly went wild down at the office—couldn’t write a line. Tell me everything.

Rosalind: There’s nothing to tell, I say. I’m just nervous.

Amory: Rosalind, you’re playing with the idea of marrying Dawson Ryder.

Rosalind: (After a pause) He’s been asking me to all day.

Amory: Well, he’s got his nerve!

Rosalind: (After another pause) I like him.

Amory: Don’t say that. It hurts me.

Rosalind: Don’t be a silly idiot. You know you’re the only man I’ve ever loved, ever will love.

Amory: (Quickly) Rosalind, let’s get married—next week.

Rosalind: We can’t.

Amory: Why not?