Rose (with agitation): You love me!
Dr. Van Hyde: With all my soul. (He seizes her hand and kisses it.)
Rose (drawing her hand away quickly): Hush! Some one is coming.
Mr. Valdingam (from behind the door): Can we come in, doctor?
Rose (in a whisper to the doctor): Pretend that you do not know the truth, that you are able to cure me.
Dr. Van Hyde (in a whisper): That I have taken the case?
Rose: Yes.
Dr. Van Hyde: For life?
Rose: We shall see. But speak to him.