I think you’ve made it a little easier for me, Archibald. It’s kind of you.
[She pauses and there is a silence. She walks up and down the room in agitation.
Grace.
[With a series of little gasps.] Archibald, I’m dreadfully unhappy. I’ve done something which I bitterly regret. I don’t know how to tell you. But I must tell you.... I’ve been unfaithful to Claude.
Archibald.
Grace, you must be mad. You can’t mean what you say. It’s—it’s impossible.
Grace.
It’s torturing me. It’s torturing me.
Archibald.