Warden. If you're not careful, I'll ram your insinuations down your throat.
Sterling. [Jeers.] "Insinuations?" I've caught you! I make no "insinuations." I tell you both you're caught! You're my wife's lover, and she's your damned mis—
[Interrupted.
Warden. [Seizing Sterling by the throat.] Don't you finish!
Blanche. Sh!—for Heaven's sake! [To Warden.] Let him alone; I'm not afraid of what he says.
[Warden leaves Sterling.
Sterling. No, you never were a liar, I'll give you credit for that,—so confess the truth—you're his—
[Interrupted.
Blanche. [Excited beyond her control.] Listen! And you shall have the truth if you want it! These years that he's been befriending me I never dreamed of loving him nor thought of his loving me. [Dick sneers.] Wait! No, not even the day my father was buried, when I learned outright you were dishonest!
Sterling. [Surprised.] What do you mean?