Roger. To Lucy? No! To you! To you! To you!
Suzanne. To Lucy! Lucy! Lucy, who lost it!
Roger. (Astonished) Lost it!
Suzanne. I was there when she was asking the servant about it! You don’t mean to say—? And I found it.
Roger. (Understanding) You found it?
Suzanne. Yes, and I knew everything!—Headache, and rendezvous and all that. And I wanted to see; so I came and you took me for her——
Roger. I?
Suzanne. (Keeping back her tears) Yes, you! you!—You took me for her, you told her you loved her!—Yes, you did!—Then why did you tell me you didn’t love her? You told me just now—and that you weren’t going to marry her.—Why did you tell me that? You shouldn’t have done that! Marry her if you want;—but you shouldn’t have told me. That wasn’t right—if you loved her—you shouldn’t have—— (Throwing herself in his arms) You shouldn’t have! Oh, don’t marry her! Don’t marry her!
Roger. Oh, my dear Suzanne! How happy I am!
Suzanne. What?