Nicky
Promise me to be different—you’ve got to promise me!
Florence
[Sinking on to the end of couch, facing audience]
Yes—yes—I promise—— [The tears are running down her face.]
Nicky
I love you, really—that’s why it’s so awful.
[He falls on his knees by her side and buries his face in her lap.]
Florence
No. No, not awful—don’t say that—I love you, too.