Now, now, my fine young animal! Remember—’twas you, too, who sinned!
MARY
(sobbing wildly)
Folly, yes—but not sin, no, no—not sin, not sin! It is the weakness of women and the perfidy of men that makes women sin.
DALTON
(sneering)
Sin it was—sin, I repeat it. You—you’re no better now than the women of the streets!
MARY
No, no! Don’t say that, don’t say that! Have pity!
(throwing herself before him)