Hilda.
Then don't let her ever find it out. Be kind to her, and gentle and forbearing.
Basil.
I can't be kind and gentle and forbearing day after day, for weeks, and months, and years.
Hilda.
I thought you were a brave man. They wouldn't have given you that medal if you'd been a coward.
Basil.
Oh, my dearest, it's not hard to risk your life in the midst of battle. I can do that—but this needs more strength than I've got. I tell you I can't endure it.
Hilda.
[Tenderly.] But it'll get better. You'll get used to one another, and you'll understand one another better.