Ann (with immense scorn): Are you going to make love to me?
Philip: There is no making about it. I have cared very much.
Ann: You are incredible.
Philip: I wouldn’t like to leave you unnecessarily hurt by foolish things that I said in a temper.
Ann: You have not hurt me; you have emptied me, depopulated me of everything I have ever known and believed. I shall be able to go out and look at life and try to find out what things exist and where they are.
[Pause.
Philip (curiously): Ann, where did you think I was that night?
Ann: What night?
Philip: The night of the debate.
Ann: I didn’t know. I thought perhaps that you had been frightened.