Better than anyone in the world. I’ve loved you ever since I was a child of ten. That’s only the weakness of my flesh. My soul exults in the great mercy that God has shown me.
John.
Oh, my dear, you’re going to be so unhappy.
Sylvia.
No, don’t be sorry for me. You’ve given me a great opportunity.
John.
I?
Sylvia.
I’ve been mortified because I was able to do so little in the war. I knew it was my duty to stay here and look after mother. But I wanted to go out to France and do my bit like all my friends.
John.