As husband and wife. [She stands quite still.] Husband and wife! Some day when I've achieved a solid success; when I've captured the great public, and can come to you, not as a poor, struggling writer, but holding my prizes in both hands!
Ottoline.
[Putting her hand to her forehead.] It—it's not too late, is it?
Philip.
[Recoiling.] Too late—for me—to be successful?
Ottoline.
[Passionately.] Oh, my God, don't say that to me—[going to him, and clinging to him] too late for me to recover a little of what I've lost!
Philip.
[Pressing her to him.] Ah! Too late for neither of us. It's a bargain?
Ottoline.