Elizabeth.
Oh, tell me that you don't see them! It is only to try me. I know they are there. I see them always. But not you. Not a child's eyes!
Vera.
It was only fancy. It was what I seemed to see in the moonlight on the mist. It meant nothing.
Elizabeth.
Has he told you? Why did he do it? Tell me, has he told you? [Turns and catches hold of Vera.
Vera.
Yes, he has—he has told me——
Elizabeth.
And you are angry! You can't forgive him! Oh, Vera, you are wrong. Blame me if you like. I did love the child, but it was I who wished it. Every woman living would have wished it! [Sits on settee.