It is hard, I know, dear. And it is hard for me as well.
Knox
It is so unnecessary.
Margaret
No, it is necessary. What you said last night, when I was weak, was wise. We cannot steal from my child—
Knox
But if he gives you Tommy? Margaret
(Shaking her head.) Nor can we steal from any other woman's child—from all the children of all the women. And other things I heard you say, and you were right. We cannot live by ourselves alone. We are social animals. Our good and our ill—all is tied up with all humanity.
Knox
(Catching her hand and caressing it.) I do not follow you. I hear your voice, but I do not know a word you say. Because I am loving your voice—and you. I am so filled with love that there is no room for anything else. And you, who yesterday were so remote and unattainable, are so near and possible, so immediately possible. All you have to do is to say the word, one little word. Say it.—Say it.