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[Thinking in a real panic of horror—and a flood of protective affection for her]

God, this is too awful! on top of all the rest! how did she ever stand it! she’ll lose her mind too! and it’s my fault!

[Getting up, comes to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, standing behind her—tenderly]

Nina! I’m so damn sorry! There’s only one possible thing to do now. You’ll have to make Sam give you a divorce.

[Bitterly]

Yes? Then what do you suppose would be his finish? No, I’ve enough guilt in my memory now, thank you! I’ve got to stick to Sam!

[Then with a strange monotonous insistence]

I’ve promised Sam’s mother I’d make him happy! He’s unhappy now because he thinks he isn’t able to give me a child. And I’m unhappy because I’ve lost my child. So I must have another baby—somehow—don’t you think, Doctor?—to make us both happy?

[''She looks up at him pleadingly. For a moment they stare into each other’s eyes—then both turn away in guilty confusion'']

[Bewilderedly thinking]

That look in her eyes what does she want me to think? why does she talk so much about being happy? am I happy? I don’t know what is happiness?