Cæsar's Wife: A Comedy in Three Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

I hope with all my heart it is. I couldn't have borne any more, Arthur. I'm at the end of my strength.

Arthur.

Dear heart, you're tired physically now. We'll send these people away and you must go to bed.

Violet.

Yes. I'm exhausted. But I want to tell you, Arthur, I think you're right. The worst is over. I'm not suffering quite so much as I did. I find it a little easier not to think of him. When I meet him I can manage to be gay and flippant and indifferent. I'm so glad, Arthur.

Arthur.

You've been very brave. I told you we were all strong enough to bear the burdens that are laid upon us.

Violet.

You mustn't think too well of me. I couldn't have done what I have except for the consciousness of his great love for me. Is that awfully disloyal of me, Arthur?

Arthur.