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