Hilary. [Catching at the hope of it] Am I? Am I? Is it yesterday? yesterday come back again?
Margaret. [In the toils] No—no! Hilary, I can’t!
Hilary. [At white heat] No, you can’t. You can’t leave me. You can’t do it to me. You can’t drive me out—the wilderness—alone—alone—alone. You can’t do it, Meg—you can’t do it—you can’t!
Margaret. [Beaten] I suppose—I can’t.
Hilary. You—you’ll stay with me? [Breaking down utterly] Oh, God bless you, Meg, God bless you, God bless you—
She resigns her hands to him while she sits, flattened against the back of her chair, quivering a little, like a crucified moth.
Margaret. [Puzzling it out] You mean—God help me?
ACT III.
The scene is the same as in Act 1. Miss Fairfield sits reading. Sydney is fidgeting about the room. Bassett comes in and begins to lay the cloth. Kit, who enters unseen behind her, sees Miss Fairfield and makes hastily up the stair on tip-toe.