use is my life to me or anyone? But I must make it of use—by giving it!
[Fiercely]
I must learn to give myself, do you hear—give and give until I can make that gift of myself for a man’s happiness without scruple, without fear, without joy except in his joy! When I’ve accomplished this I’ll have found myself, I’ll know how to start in living my own life again!
[Appealing to them with a desperate impatience]
Don’t you see? In the name of the commonest decency and honor, I owe it to Gordon!
Professor Leeds
[Sharply]
No, I can’t see—nor anyone else!
[Thinking savagely]
I hope Gordon is in hell! . . .
Marsden
[Thinking]
Give herself? . . . can she mean her body? . . . beautiful body . . . to cripples? . . . for Gordon’s sake? . . . damn Gordon! . . .
[Coldly]
What do you mean, you owe it to Gordon, Nina?
Professor Leeds
[Bitterly]
Yes, how ridiculous! It seems to me when you gave him your love, he got more than he could ever have hoped—
