Margaret
(Wildly.) Oh, if anything should happen to you!
Knox
(Looking at her searchingly.) You do care?
(Margaret nods, with eyes suddenly downcast.) For Howard Knox, the reformer? Or for me, the man?
Margaret
(Impulsively.) Oh, why must a woman forever remain quiet? Why should I not tell you what you already know?—what you must already know? I do care for you—for man and reformer, both—for—
(She is aflame, but abruptly ceases and glances across at Tommy by the window, warned instinctively that she must not give way to love in her child's presence.)
Linda! Will you take Tommy down to the machine—
Knox