[Staring before him.] My God!
Gertrude.
George, I wanted to ask you something.
George.
Well?
Gertrude.
You don't love some one else, do you?
George.
[Disturbed.] But, my child----
[Staring before him.] My God!
George, I wanted to ask you something.
Well?
You don't love some one else, do you?
[Disturbed.] But, my child----