Stop it! (_Crossing over to her_.) What do you
mean? Have you no heart? (OLIVIA _gives a little hurt cry_.) Do you think
I _want_ to lose you, Olivia? (_Sits on her_ L.) Do you think I _want_ my
home broken up like this? Haven't you been happy with me these last five
years?
OLIVIA. Very happy.
GEORGE. Well then, how can you talk like that?
OLIVIA. But you want to send me away,
GEORGE. There you go again. I don't _want_ to. I have hardly had time to
realize just what it will mean to me when you go. The fact is I simply
daren't realize it. I daren't think about it.
OLIVIA. Try thinking about it, George.
GEORGE. And you talk as if I _wanted_ to send you away!
OLIVIA. Try thinking about it, George.
GEORGE. You don't seem to understand that I'm not _sending_ you away. You
simply aren't mine to keep.
OLIVIA. Whose am I?
GEORGE (_dubiously_). Your husband's. Telworthy's.
OLIVIA (_gently_). If I belong to anybody but myself, I think I belong to
you.
GEORGE. Not in the eyes of the Law. Not in the eyes of the Church. Not
even in the eyes of--er----
OLIVIA. The County?
GEORGE (_annoyed_). I was about to say "Heaven."
OLIVIA. Oh!
GEORGE (_rising and crossing below_ OLIVIA _to_ C.). That this should
happen to _us_! (OLIVIA _works in silence. Then she shakes out her
curtains_.)
OLIVIA (_looking at them_). I do hope Jacko will like these.
GEORGE (_turning and seeing curtains_).
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