INGOLDSBY
I tell you I have nothing—nothing in the world to make life worth living, not a thing on earth! (He glances about, then sits beside her and speaks in a very low voice.) Fannie—Fannie—
(The settee approaches a little nearer.)
MRS. BRIGGS (also in a very low voice)
Well?
INGOLDSBY
Fannie—I—I—Fannie—I— (His emotion is difficult to control and his voice fades out into a murmur of several slight incoherent sounds, whereupon the settee again moves slightly closer.)
MRS. BRIGGS
Yes, Henry?
INGOLDSBY