EUSTASIA. And when you had that horrid cold and were so ill, the first day after we came here, I did look after you, didn’t I, Nicholas, and take care of you and make you well again?
NICHOLAS. You did, dear. Don’t think I am not grateful. You were very kind. (Wincing at the recollection) Too kind.
[124]EUSTASIA. Not too kind, darling. I love looking after you, and doing things for you, and taking care of you, and cosseting you. (Thoughtfully to herself) Leonard was never ill.
NICHOLAS. Leonard?
EUSTASIA. My husband.
NICHOLAS. Oh!... I’d never thought of him as Leonard. I prefer not to think about him. I’ve never seen him, and I don’t want to talk about him.
EUSTASIA. No, darling. I don’t want to either.
NICHOLAS. We’ve taken the plunge and—(bravely) and we’re not going back on it.
EUSTASIA (surprised). Darling!
NICHOLAS. As a man of honour I—— Besides, you can’t go back now—I mean I took you away, and—— Well, here we are. (With determination) Here we are.