Marsden
[Interrupting—dryly]
Perhaps I can anticipate. You want to tell me you’re in love with Nina?
Evans
Yes, sir, and I’ve asked her to marry me.
Marsden
What did she say?
Evans
[Sheepishly]
Nothing. She just smiled.
Marsden
[With relief]
Ah.
[Then harshly]
Well, what could you expect? Surely you must know she still loves Gordon?
Evans
[Manfully]
Sure I know it—and I admire her for it! Most girls forget too easily. She ought to love Gordon for a long time yet. And I know I’m an awful wash-out compared to him—but I love her as much as he did, or anyone could! And I’ll work my way up for her—I know I can!—so I can give her everything she wants. And I wouldn’t ask for anything in return except the right to take care of her.
[Blurts out confusedly]
I never think of her—that way—she’s too beautiful and
