SHE—Carroll Vincent, you ought to be grateful to him, if you love me.
HE—If I love you?
SHE—Yes, if you love me. You know very well he introduced us. And Jack isn't anything to me.
HE—And you don't care for him?
SHE—Certainly I like him. He's one of my oldest friends.
HE—Oh, those friends!
SHE—You're letting your jealousy run away with you.
HE—Maybe I am, but I'm glad I found him out before it was too late.
SHE—Indeed! And do you think it is too late? (Pause) What did you say?
HE—I didn't say anything. I was thinking. Listen, Genevieve, what's the use of our going on like this? I see now I was pig-headed to send that note. It was cruel to you. I'll never forgive myself.