CHARLES. And what am I?
JILL. She loves you, you know.
CHARLES. Pretty love! That scoundrel Dawker told me—told me—
Horrible! Horrible!
HILLCRIST. I deeply regret that our quarrel should have brought this about.
CHARLES. [With intense bitterness] Yes, you've smashed my life.
[Unseen by them, MRS. HILLCRIST has entered and stands by the
door, Left.]
MRS. H. Would you have wished to live on in ignorance? [They all turn to look at her.]
CHARLES. [With a writhing movement] I don't know. But—you—you did it.
MRS. H. You shouldn't have attacked us.
CHARLES. What did we do to you—compared with this?