[Leaning over her as if to protect her from her trouble and take her to his breast.
Blanche. [Rising and looking straight into his eyes with a suddenly revealed great love in her own.] Ned!—
[They hold this position some moments, gazing into each other's eyes; then finally Warden makes a movement towards her, crying out more triumphantly, having read and realized her love for him.
Warden. Blanche!
Blanche. [Moving a half step back from him.] No—
Warden. No?
Blanche. Look—look, it's beginning to snow!
Warden. [Very softly.] What do you mean?
Blanche. [Desperately.] I mean to speak of anything except what is in your thoughts at this moment! Help me not to forget that no matter what he has done, Dick is still my husband.
Warden. You don't know all he has done!