PAMELA. I wonder where Gerald is.
BOB. You're sure he's down here?
PAMELA. Yes, I had a letter from him; he told me he was going to be.
BOB (going up to her). Pamela, you can't see him alone.
PAMELA. I must. You can see him afterwards, but I must see him alone first. Poor Gerald!
BOB. He never really loved you.
PAMELA. I don't think he did really, but it will hurt him.
BOB (eagerly). Say you're not sorry for what you're doing.
PAMELA. Aren't I doing it?
BOB. Say you love me and not Gerald. Say you really love me, and it's not just because you are sorry for me.