(Making a weak little lame run toward Vanderlip, with infinite relief in her voice.)
Floyd!
VANDERLIP
(Dazed.)
Flossie!
(He opens his arms and she staggers and falls into them. Her head lies on his breast for a space, while he holds her and stares helplessly around. Then she lifts her head, inviting the kiss, and perforce he bends head and kisses her.)
FLOSSIE
(Infinite gladness.)
Oh, Floyd! Floyd!