Austin. What letter? [Looking first on the desk, he looks across at her and sees it in her hand. He is angry, but also frightened for fear it has told her her brother's secret.] And you've read it?
Jinny. It lay open on the desk there, and anyway the end justifies me!
Austin. [In an agony.] What does it tell you? I forget what I wrote!
Jinny. It tells me that my jealousy all along has been right, that I've been a fool to let you blind me!
Austin. [With a great sigh of relief.] Is that all?
Jinny. [Beside herself.] "Is that all!" Isn't that enough? Dear God, isn't that enough? That there's an understanding between you and Ruth to get rid of me!
Austin. If it tells you that, the letter lies! Give it to me!
Jinny. No! I'll read it to you! [Reads with bitter emphasis.] "The satisfaction of the visit to Brooklyn prevents me from being disappointed at having missed your telegram till too late to go to your house to-night!" So—you and she went to Brooklyn, did you, and that's why you came back too late to go to the theatre with me? You cheat! [She screams in her madness. A pause.] Why don't you answer—why don't you say something?
Austin. Because if I speak as I feel, I'm afraid of saying something I'll regret all my life!
Jinny. You don't deny, then?