Jack. Ometsu! You are not—you are not afraid?
Belson. Afraid! Maitland, she is a daughter of Japan! You are a son of England! She sees—she knows——
Jack. She doesn’t! Ometsu!
Ometsu. Yes, I do, Jack; dear Jack! You must go back—it was a mistake. (She tries to draw away from him, but he holds her by her wrists.) You must go, Jack. And if you come back—I’ll wait. I—I shan’t forget—dear heart!
Jack. But—Ometsu!
Ometsu. Jack, dear, we had forgotten—there are greater claims than that of love. Your country wants you. It has a greater claim on you than I.... Don’t make it too hard for me.... You know that you ought to go.
Belson (almost sharply). Maitland, show her that you are a man!
Jack (holds out his arms, she comes to him). You believe it the right thing to do, Ometsu?
Ometsu. Yes, dear—and I will wait—and wait.
Jack. And I will come back—you shall be my wife! (He bends down and kisses her. Belson comes forward and takes his arm, and gently draws him away. Belson turns quickly to Ometsu, takes her hand and kisses it almost reverently. Then he leads Jack almost dazed from the room.)