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 had such a nice way of speaking. But it almost makes one think evil of people when they do a thing like that. And the hotel people were so rude

Where was I? Why did all this have to happen to you? My darling, why weren’t we together?

You’d written, and I hadn’t had your letters.

Didn’t you write to me?

You see, we'd quarrelled, you and I. Do you remember a silly quarrel, but



[He falls on his knees beside her.

Oh, Margaret, forgive me. I was so stupid and jealous and cruel do forgive me.

After fifteen years, Chris?

(deflated suddenly): Fifteen years? I’d forgotten. I thought it was last week. It’s the last I remember.



Is it? Oh, Margaret how cruel life can be Never to give us a chance to make it up and be happy  and it was all my selfish fault. Oh, my dear my dear

[He buries his head in her lap.