AUDR. So it seems.
MILLY. Did you know him very well when you lived here?
AUDR. Not very well.
MILLY. What sort of a man is he?
AUDR. Oh, a very cold, distant man—a good deal of the priest about him, and as much feeling as that stone figure up there.
MILLY. You didn’t like him?
AUDR. Oh, I liked him well enough. But I don’t think he cared much for me. I dare say he’s forgotten all about me by this time. Milly——
(Bursts into tears.)
MILLY. What is it?
AUDR. I’m not well to-night. I oughtn’t to have come here. Milly—I never forget anybody. If I had once loved you I should love you for ever. If you were wicked, or unfortunate, or unfaithful, it would make no difference to me. Kiss me, Milly—say you believe me.