Fair. Better no, my dearest Carter.
Carter (turns to the house, all the life and happiness gone from his face). Will you come in? We have not long before the wedding.
[Exit into house.
[Gordon comes slowly to Fair who has sunk down upon the bench, sobbing softly to herself.
Gordon. Fair!
[She looks up quickly.
Fair. Gordon! You heard—you heard what we said!
Gordon. Only that your love was not for one of us.
Fair (dazed). For—one—of—us. (Looking up into his face)—Gordon, do you love me, too? And you have heard!
Gordon. You must forgive me, even though you find that happiness with one who is our enemy.