Richard
Why for her sake?
Robert
[Also leans forward, quietly.] Richard, have you been quite fair to her? It was her own free choice, you will say. But was she really free to choose? She was a mere girl. She accepted all that you proposed.
Richard
[Smiles.] That is your way of saying that she proposed what I would not accept.
Robert
[Nods.] I remember. And she went away with you. But was it of her own free choice? Answer me frankly.
Richard
[Turns to him, calmly.] I played for her against all that you say or can say; and I won.
Robert
[Nodding again.] Yes, you won.
Richard
[Rises.] Excuse me for forgetting. Will you have some whisky?
Robert
All things come to those who wait.
[Richard goes to the sideboard and brings a small tray with the decanter and glasses to the table where he sets it down.]
Richard
[Sits down again, leaning back on the lounge.] Will you please help yourself?
