Grace.
I’ve often set out to wound you. I’ve been fiendish sometimes. I’d like you to know that I’m grateful to you for being so patient with me. It wouldn’t be surprising if you loathed me.
Archibald.
Oh, I think I’ve always had a very great affection for you, Grace. I know you’ve often found life down here rather dull. If any allowances have been necessary, I’ve been perfectly ready to make them.
Grace.
I expect I was often unjust to you. I sometimes felt you weren’t quite sincere.... I thought you’d only become a clergyman on account of the living and the house.
Archibald.
Yes, I felt that. But I couldn’t bear you any ill-will on that account. It was true.
[Grace turns and looks at him with startled eyes.
Archibald.