Rex
Thank heavens! Oh, you don't know how this has tormented me, little Jean. The thought of any other man's coming near you—why, I couldn't have felt the same toward you again, I just couldn't.
Jean
[bites her lips—then deliberately]
Well, then ... other men have come near me ... other men have kissed me, Rex.
Rex
[getting wild again]
What! When? Where?
Jean
[laughing cynically]