Steven. But I can't do it, Georgy. It's losing—why it's like losing a million to us!
Georgiana. Suppose you went on speculating with my money, and it went the same way as Louise's and her mother's?
Coast. And Lizzie's and Moles?
Steven. But it can't—it can't!
[Steven sits on the sofa. Georgiana sits beside Steven. Louise is still in the arm-chair Left.
Georgiana. O Steve! I've heard that so often. [A pause.] You were always a straight boy, Steve, and you always kept your word. Your notion of honor, it seems to me, in little things hasn'
t been so strong lately, as this fever of speculation grew on you, but still you are the same Steve and you've never lied about your transactions; so I have faith in you. Now let's settle this once and for all and my way!
Steven. It's very hard, Georgiana.
Louise. We can never all of us live on your income—not as we're used to.
Georgiana. That's true. Come, Steve. Give me your word never to go into another speculation and let's throw it off for to-day. Dick's coming to say good-by. Let's give him happy memories of us, at least to take away with him. [A moment's pause.] Come, Steve?