Lucy, what is it? You frighten me.
Lucy.
Try and bear up, George. We want all the strength we've got, you and I.
[Mrs. Crowley puts her arms round Lucy and kisses her.
Mrs. Crowley.
Oh, my dear, my dear!
Lucy.
[Disengaging herself.] You're all very kind, and I know you sympathise with me....
Mrs. Crowley.
[Interrupting her.] You know that we'll do everything we can to help you.