[There is a little pause.
Hilda.
[With a smile, ironically.] Won't you have some more tea, Mr. Kent?
Basil.
[Going up to her, speaking with a sort of vehement gravity.] You don't know what I've suffered. You don't know what a hell my life is.... I tried so hard to prevent myself from coming here. When I married I swore I'd break with all my old friends.... When I married I found I loved you.
Hilda.
I can't listen to you if you talk like that.
Basil.
D'you want me to go?
[She does not answer for a moment, but walks
up and down in agitation. At last she
stops and faces him.