[With a gesture of despair.] Oh, Paula!
[Going up to the window and standing with his back to the room.
Paula.
[To herself.] A few—years ago! [She walks slowly towards the door, then suddenly drops upon the ottoman in a paroxysm of weeping.] O God! A few years ago!
Aubrey.
[Going to her.] Paula!
Paula.
[Sobbing.] Oh, don't touch me!
Aubrey.
Paula!