G. (Snorting indignantly.) Don't try. "Marry again,"
indeed!
MRS. G. I must. Listen, my husband. Never, never, never tell your
wife anything that you do not wish her to remember and think over
all her life. Because a woman-yes, I am a woman -can't forget.
CAPT. G. By Jove, how do you know that?
MRS. G. (Confusedly.) I don't. I'm only guessing. I am-I was-a silly
little girl; but I feel that I know so much, oh, so very much more
than you, dearest. To begin with, I'm your wife.
CAPT. G. So I have been led to believe.
MRS. G. And I shall want to know every one of your secrets-to
share everything you know with you. (Stares round desperately.)
CAPT. G. So you shall, dear, so you shall-but don't look like that.
MRS. G. For your own sake don't stop me, Phil. I shall never talk
to you in this way again. You must not tell me! At least, not now.
Later on, when I'm an old matron it won't matter, but if you love
me, be very good to me now; for this part of my life I shall never
forget! Have I made you understand?
CAPT. G. I think so, child. Have I said anything yet that you
disapprove of?
MRS. G. Will you be very angry? That-that voice, and what you
said about the engagement-
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