THE MAN. [Passionately] And what about me? Aren't I been in the fightin'—earned all I could get?
THE GIRL. [Touching him] Ah!
THE MAN. Did you—? [He cannot speak the words.]
THE GIRL. Not like you, Jim—not like you.
THE MAN. Have a spirit, then.
THE GIRL. I promised him.
THE MAN. One man's luck's another's poison.
THE GIRL. I ought to 'a waited. I never thought he'd come back from the fightin'.
THE MAN. [Grimly] Maybe 'e'd better not 'ave.
THE GIRL. [Looking back along the tow-path] What'll he be like, I wonder?