[Pacing the room.] There are many nasty things to rake up in the past if we let Adene go. [Vera silent.] Can you stop him?
Vera.
I?
Carlyon.
You!
Vera.
I don't know. I don't see how I can. [With horror.] Why, yes, I could! But it would be—Oh, no, it would be too wicked!
Carlyon.
[Coming to her.] What is it? Wouldn't he stay if you asked him?