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d, SIR CHARLES comes to life out of the transfixed bewilderment with which he has been listening. SIR CHARLES. For God's sake don't laugh like that! [CLARE Stops] LADY DEDMOND. [With real feeling] For the sake of the simple right, Clare! CLARE. Right? Whatever else is right--our life is not. [She puts her hand on her heart] I swear before God that I've tried and tried. I swear before God, that if I believed we could ever again love each other only a little tiny bit, I'd go back. I swear before God that I don't want to hurt anybody. LADY DEDMOND. But you are hurting everybody. Do--do be reasonable! CLARE. [Losing control] Can't you see that I'm fighting for all my life to come--not to be buried alive--not to be slowly smothered. Look at me! I'm not wax--I'm flesh and blood. And you want to prison me for ever--body and soul. [They stare at her] SIR CHARLES. [Suddenly] By Jove! I don't know, I don't know! What! LADY DEDMOND. [To MALISE] If you have any decency left, sir, you will allow my son, at all events, to speak to his wife alone. [Beckoning to her husband] We'll wait below. SIR CHARLES. I--I want to speak. [To CLARE] My dear, if you feel like this, I can only say--as a--as a gentleman---- LADY DEDMOND. Charles! SIR CHARLES. Let me alone! I can only say that--damme, I don't know that I can say anything! He looks at her very grieved, then turns and marches out, followed by LADY DEDMOND, whose voice is heard without, answered by his: "What!" In the doorway, as they pass, GEORGE is standing; he comes in. GEORGE. [Going up to CLARE, who has recovered all her self-control] Will you come outside and speak to me? CLARE. No. GEORGE glances at MALISE, who is leaning against the wall with folded arms. GEORGE. [In a low voice] Clare! CLARE. Well! GEORGE. You try me pretty high, don't you, forcing me to come here, and speak before this fellow? Most men would think the worst, finding you like this. CLARE. You need not have come--or thought at all. GEORGE. Did you imagine I was going to let you vanish without an effort---- CLARE. To save me? GEORGE. For God's sake be just! I've come here to say certain things. If you force me to say them before him--on your head be it! Will you appoint somewhere else? CLARE. No. GEORGE. Why not? CLARE. I know all those "certain things." "You must com
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