Jean. Ah-h! (Puts her hands before her eyes.)
(Stonor makes a passionate motion towards her, is checked by her muffled voice saying)
I'm glad—I'm glad!
(He stares bewildered. Jean drops her hands in her lap and steadies her voice.)
She went away from you, then?
Stonor. You don't expect me to enter into——
Jean. She went away from you?
Stonor (with a look of almost uncontrollable anger). Yes!
Jean. Was that because you wouldn't marry her?
Stonor. I couldn't marry her—and she knew it.