[After a short silence.] What do you intend to do, then, Otto, ultimately—re-establish yourself in Paris?
Ottoline.
[Drearily.] Paris! Is Paris so full of cheerful memories for me, do you suppose, that I should cling to it!
Philip.
[Soothingly.] Oh, come——!
Ottoline.
I travelled about for some months after I became a widow, and when I saw Paris again—! [Starting up as if to rid herself of disagreeable sensations.] No, my one great desire is to escape from it all, Phil—[moving to the chair on the left] to escape——!
Philip.
[Rising.] Escape?
Ottoline.