Alec.
Nothing is changed, Lucy. You sent me away on account of your brother's death.
[There is a long silence, and when she speaks
it is hesitatingly, as if the words were
painful to utter.
Lucy.
I hated you then, and yet I couldn't crush the love that was in my heart. I used to try and drive you away from my thoughts, but every word you had ever said came back to me. Don't you remember? You told me that everything you did was for my sake. Those words hammered at my heart as though it were an anvil. I struggled not to believe them. I said to myself that you had sacrificed George coldly, callously, prudently, but in my heart I knew it wasn't true. [He looks at her, hardly able to believe what she is going to say, but does not speak.] Your whole life stood on one side and only this hateful story on the other. You couldn't have grown into a different man in one single instant. I came here to-day to tell you that I don't understand the reason of what you did. I don't want to understand. I believe in you now with all my strength. I know that whatever you did was right and just—because you did it.
[He gives a long, deep sigh.
Alec.
Thank God! Oh, I'm so grateful to you for that.
Lucy.
Haven't you anything more to say to me than that?