VERA
And you won't grow tired of me—not even when you are world-famous——?
DAVID [A shade petulant]
Sweetheart, considering I should owe it all to you——
VERA [Drawing his head down to her breast]
Oh, David! David! Don't be angry with poor little Vera if she doubts, if she wants to feel quite sure. You see father has talked so terribly, and after all I was brought up in the Greek Church, and we oughtn't to cause all this suffering unless——
DAVID
Those who love us must suffer, and we must suffer in their suffering. It is live things, not dead metals, that are being melted in the Crucible.
VERA
Still, we ought to soften the suffering as much as——