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What a rotten liar I’ve become! and he trusts me absolutely!

[Thinking frightenedly]

Why doesn’t he take me in his arms? oh, I feel he doesn’t love me now! he’s so bitter!

[Trying to be matter-of-fact]

I’m sorry, Ned. I don’t mean to be cross but Sam does get on my nerves.

[Thinking bitterly]

Sometimes I almost hate her! if it wasn’t for her I’d have kept my peace of mind no good for anything lately, damn it! but it’s idiotic to feel guilty if Sam only didn’t trust me!

[Then impatiently]

Bosh! sentimental nonsense! end justifies means! this will have a good end for Sam, I swear to that! why doesn’t she tell him she’s pregnant? what’s she waiting for?

[Thinking passionately, looking at him]

Oh, my lover, why don’t you kiss me?

[Imploringly]

Ned! Don’t be cross with me, please!

[Fighting to control himself—coldly]

I’m not cross, Nina. Only you must admit these triangular scenes are, to say the least, humiliating.

[Resentfully]

I won’t come out here again!