Margaret: Vaguely.
Frankie: Did you know this girl?
Margaret: Vaguely.
Frankie: Everybody seems to think it’s my fault!
Gwen: Frankie! I didn’t say....
Frankie: Yes you did. So did John.
[Again a silence; again she continues:
I’ve been crying; I’ve got that over, now I’ve got used to the idea. John says he doesn’t love me.
[Again they have nothing to say; but she encourages them.
You can say what you like; I shan’t cry again.