Carteret. Do you understand that you are not going from here till you have told me?
Rachel [looking wildly round her]. Oh, when you look like that I feel I have no one!
[She buries her face in her hands.
Carteret. Go on. Let me hear.
[Rachel waits. He takes down her hands. She looks up at him, then makes up her mind and begins again.
Rachel. He was the only one who was kind—and—and—
Carteret [sternly]. And—what?
Rachel. He made love to me.
Carteret. You let him … make love to you?
Rachel [hardly audibly]. Yes.