Miss B. (looking at him tenderly). I have but now learned your worth to me, Stephen.
Judge. And I yours. Our friendship shall endure while life lasts. ’Tis above passion.
Miss B. (faintly). Yes, Stephen.
Judge. I see now how exalted is our relation. ’Tis an ideal.
Miss B. (downcast). True, ’tis an ideal—but——
Judge (enthusiastically). Dear Lavinia, you have shown me how earthly are mere love and marriage compared to this mating of our souls. Never again will I annoy you with words of love. Such friendship is all I ask!
Miss B. (amazed, then indignant). Stephen, I care not for your friendship!
Judge (surprised). What mean you, Lavinia?
Miss B. (embarrassed, yet courageous). I mean that I know—now—that I—I—love you, Stephen.
Judge (joyfully). Can it be that you are willing to wed me?