Georgiana. How do you mean?
Steven. And that isn't the worst of it, either.
I've broken my word to you! I know I've killed your faith in me. I've lost faith in myself.
Georgiana. [Still standing, very strong.] Steve!
Steven. I've speculated!
Georgiana. No, Steve!
Steven. [Rises and goes to the mantel.] Yes, I've been speculating since the very day I said I wouldn't. I won a lot at first, and of course I thought I'd get all back; and then, of course, what I did get back was my old cursed luck!
Georgiana. Oh, Steve! And I believed in you so thoroughly, I never had a doubt!
Steven. I know it! I know it! I'm rotten all through, Georgy. [Bursting into tears.] I'm not worth being forgiven—[He falls on his knees, in a paroxysm of sobs and tears.] I'm rotten! Oh—I'm rotten—
[He sobs uncontrollably.