John.
How can you be so cold and heartless? Sylvia, my dear, I love you! Won’t you give it a chance?
[She looks at him steadily for a moment. She braces herself for the final effort.
Sylvia.
But I don’t love you any more, John.
[She hands him the ring again and he takes it silently.
John.
It’s not a very swagger one, is it? I was none too flush in those days and I didn’t want to ask father to help me. I wanted to buy it out of my own money.
Sylvia.