Georgiana. [Slowly.] Not to save myself, not even to save my brother, and from even worse than we have to face, would I marry you.
Coast. Don't say that, Georgy!
Georgy. Why, every word you've said, and everything you've done to make me love you, makes me instead—yes—and for what you've done with Steve [Looks at Steve.], I do hate you.
[Goes to the sofa, Coast follows.
Coast. I only said it because I love you, Georgiana.
Georgiana. Oh, Sam Coast, you don't know what love is! Love doesn't make beasts of men, it makes men of beasts. It doesn't take all for itself—it sacrifices all for another. Love isn't an enemy that lays traps and makes ambushes,—love is a friend whose heart is a divine magnet! Real love makes an angel of a woman and a hero of a man, but love such as you have—oh, the happiness in this world that's been lost through it!
Coast. You don't know me!
Georgiana. I didn't, but I do! You've dragged down my brother, sacrificed him and my belief in him, almost, for your own selfish end, tried to trap me into marrying you when you know I didn't love you.
Coast. But you would—
Georgiana. Once perhaps, though I can't imagine it! But not now! No! I'd starve and suffer and die now before I could ever love you.