"So that's how you think of me?"
"Oh, you know how I think."
"Do I? Have I ever known? You say the cruellest things. Is there anything else I'm not to do to her?"
"Yes. For God's sake don't tease her about Jerrold."
"My dear John, you talk as if it was serious. I assure you Jerrold isn't thinking about Anne."
"And Anne isn't 'thinking' about Jerrold. They don't think, poor dears. They don't know what's happening to them. None of us know what's happening to us till it happens. Then it's too late."
"Well, I'll promise not to do any of these awful things if you'll tell me, honestly, why you're going."
He stared at her.
"Tell you? You know why. I am going for the same reason that I came.
How can you possibly ask me to stay?"
"Of course, if you feel like that about it—"