Austin. What marriage?
[In astonishment.
Ruth. Our marriage, in Brooklyn! [She notices his expression and is alarmed.] You said he had told you!
Austin. [Recovering himself, and speaking at first with hesitation.] Yes, but not the details, not—wait, I'm a little confused. [Rising and walking a moment.] Let's get it all quite clear now, that's the only way I can help you—both; I ought, of course, to have gone through it all with him, but there really wasn't time.
Ruth. I can't go on like this much longer. It's killing me to deceive mother; I must tell her soon!
Austin. [Quickly, stops walking.] No. You mustn't, not yet, if I'm going to help you; you'll obey me, won't you?
Ruth. Yes, if you only will help us!
Austin. You said you and Geoffrey Tillman were married where?
Ruth. In Brooklyn.
Austin. When?