Austin. If you say another word, I shall hate you! If you won't control yourself, I must make you, as well as keep my own sane balance. You have insulted my love for you to-night as you've never done before; you've struck at my own ideal of you; you've almost done, in a word, what I warned you you might do—kill the love I have for you!
Jinny. [Frightened.] Jack!
Austin. I mean what I say!
Jinny. [In tears.] That—that you—you don't love me?
Austin. That is not what I said, but I tell you now that since I first began to care for you, never have I loved you so little as I do to-night.
Jinny. [With an effort at angry justification.] And suppose I tell you it is your own fault, because you haven't treated me—
Austin. [Interrupting her.] Like a child, instead of a woman!
Jinny. No, because you've kept part of yourself from me, and that part you've given—
Austin. For God's sake, stop! [A pause—Jinny is now thoroughly frightened; slowly she comes to her senses.] Do you want a rupture for good between us? [No answer.] Can't you see what I tell you is true? That I can't bear any more to-night? That if you keep on you will rob me of every bit of love I have for you, just as you've already robbed me of the woman I thought you were?
Jinny. "Already!" No, no, Jack, don't say that. Oh, what have I done!