LARRY. A little claret—nothing!
KEITH. You say you didn't mean to kill him.
LARRY. God knows.
KEITH. That's something.
LARRY. He hit me. [He holds up his hands] I didn't know I was so strong.
KEITH. She was hanging on to him, you say?—That's ugly.
LARRY. She was scared for me.
KEITH. D'you mean she—loves you?
LARRY. [Simply] Yes, Keith.
KEITH. [Brutally] Can a woman like that love?