Stonor. I'm rather tired, you know, of this talk of debt. If I hear that you persist in it I shall have to——
Miss L. What? (She faces him.)
Stonor. No. I'll keep to my resolution. (Turning to the door.)
Miss L. (intercepting him). What resolution?
Stonor. I came here, under considerable pressure, to speak of the future—not to re-open the past.
Miss L. The Future and the Past are one.
Stonor. You talk as if that old madness was mine alone. It is the woman's way.
Miss L. I know. And it's not fair. Men suffer as well as we by the woman's starting wrong. We are taught to think the man a sort of demigod. If he tells her: "go down into Hell"—down into Hell she goes.
Stonor. Make no mistake. Not the woman alone. They go down together.
Miss L. Yes, they go down together, but the man comes up alone. As a rule. It is more convenient so—for him. And for the Other Woman.