I tempted you?
MR. BEN DIXON.
You, Bella. I do not blame you. You loved me—at least you said you did—and you dangled your purse before me. I thought of all the good that I could do to others with your money. I always do think of others—it is my weakness. I sacrificed myself for the good of humanity.
MRS. BEN DIXON.
(Too staggered for words). Well, I'm——
MRS. WHEEDLES.
You never thought of poor me, Henery.
MR. BEN DIXON.
(With an air of sweet sadness.) Not think of you, Gertrude? Ah, how often have I not longed to seek you—to come to you with outstretched arms and say, "Gertrude, let us forgive and forget, let us be happy again as we were in the dear old days gone by." (Stifles a sob.)
MRS. BEN DIXON. Why didn't you do it?