What is there to hinder you from marrying him?"
MARGOT: "That was not what I was thinking about. I don't believe
you would understand even if I were to explain it to you."
THE LADY: "If you were really in love you could not be so critical
and censorious."
MARGOT: "Oh, yes, I could! You don't know me."
THE LADY: "I love him in a way you would never understand. There
is nothing in the world I would not do for him! No pain I would
not suffer and no sacrifice I would not make."
MARGOT: "What could you do for him that would help him?"
THE LADY: "I would leave my husband and my children and go right
away with him."
I felt as if she had stabbed me.
"Leave your children! and your husband!" I said. "But how can
ruining them and yourself help Peter Flower? I don't believe for a
moment he would ever do anything so vile."
THE LADY: "You think he loves you too much to run away with me, do
you?"
MARGOT (with indignation): "Perhaps I hope he cares too much for
you."
THE LADY (not listening and getting up excitedly): "What do you
know about love? I have had a hundred lovers, but Peter Flower is
the only man I have ever really cared for; and my life is at an
end if you will not give him up."
MARGOT: "There is no question of my giving him up; he is free, I
tell you ..."
THE LADY: "I tell you he is not! He doesn't consider himself free,
he said as much to me this afternoon ... when he wanted to break
it all off."
MARGOT: "What do you wish me to do then? .
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