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e merest trifle, but it is something. And I've written to the agents in town about setting aside half my pay. {Kate.} _(looking up)_ What is the meaning of that? {Eric.} For you, Kate. I've no thought but for you, dear, and the little heart which is to beat against yours. {Kate.} _(starts up--rises)_ Oh, Eric, unless you wish to make me mad, you mustn't be kind to me, I can't bear it. _(advancing C. firmly)_ Why, Eric, do you think I'd let you pinch and struggle for me! _(they meet C.)_ {Eric.} _(hotly)_ Why, Kate, you wouldn't live in a fashion that doesn't become my wife! _(He stops short--they look at each other, then turn away.)_ {Kate.} _(sits again on sofa--under her breath)_ Oh, Eric, what made you say that? {Eric.} It slipped from me--I didn't meant to say it. Oh, it comes so naturally, _(goes up to L., of L. window)_ {Kate.} It doesn't matter; it's all through wrangling about miserable money, _(goes to R., of L. window)_ _(The lights are getting duller, the faint glow of the setting sun is seen outside the windows.)_ Look! there's the sun going down; we mustn't stay here longer. _(She comes closer to him, looking up into his face. They stand with their hands behind them.)_ There's time only for one last word. {Eric.} I'm listening, _(coming down R.)_ {Kate.} _(tearfully)_ It's this. You may--of course--write to me--to the Post Office at Bale, for the present. Not to make it a tax upon you. But when you've nothing better or more cheerful to do-- oh, write to me then! {Eric.} Oh, Kate! _(He moves down R., towards her, she goes back a pace to avoid him)_ {Kate.} _(leans against chair)_ No, no, I'm not going to cry. _(smiling)_ A man is always so frightened that a woman is going to cry. And, Eric, promise me, dear, never to gamble, nor bet--only very little. Will you promise? {Eric.} Yes, I promise! {Kate.} _(both centre)_ Don't listen to stories at the mess table about officers' wives--don't sit up too late--don't drink too much wine. {Eric.} There's no chance of that, _(walks toward settee L.)_ {Kate.} Ah, dear, you haven't been in trouble till now. And lastly, always go to church and be a good fellow. {Er
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