[vehemently]
You'd always say that, you'd always deny it—it's like you. You let me make a fool of myself and then you show it to me, and after [pg 175] that you deny it!
[Angrily.]
You're always exhibiting your superiority! Would you do that to the dream girl you told me of, to the girl at home who plays dream songs for you in the empty house among the beeches? Do you think any girl could love a man for that? Go back to your dream girl, your lady of the picture!
PIKE
[disconsolately]
She won't be there.
ETHEL
[stubbornly]
She might be.