Gwen (gently): He did: I don’t think he does now.
Frankie (unexpectedly defiant): Well, I’m quite sure I don’t love him! I was sobbing away upstairs, but I found it was for the drawing-room curtains I’m not going to buy; not for him. Of course, I’m angry and hurt at being deceived. And I don’t see why I shouldn’t be!... But you can say what you like.
Gwen (suddenly): Margaret!
Margaret: Yes?
Gwen: If I ask you some questions—things that’ll help me if I know—will you answer them?
Margaret: If I can.
Gwen: You’re not married?
Margaret: No.
Gwen: Have you ever let anybody love you? You know what I mean. Words are difficult—I don’t want to be frightened by them.... Have you?
Margaret: Yes.