"Oh, Man, do you really care—like that? Do you love me—love 'for sure' this time?"
"Sure for this time, and for Eternity. There never really was, there never will be, any other woman in my life except you: for you are my Life and my World."
"You don't hate me for my masquerade?"
"Hate you! I'll prove to you whether I––"
"Why does your face look suddenly different, Man? Why do you stop?"
"Because—I've remembered something that I'd forgotten."
"What?"
"Your horrible money."
"Don't you think I knew you'd forgotten? Oh, Man, the money would be horrible indeed, if you should let it come between us, but you won't, will you? We belong to each other; your following me here proves it beyond doubt. I've known for weeks that I never truly cared for anyone else, for I love you, and can't do without you."
"Then there's nothing on earth that shall come between us. Money or no money, what does it matter, after all? Will you finish the journey of Life with me, my Little Pal—my Love?"