Act II

How can we ever repay you?

Just by being happy. I may leave this house later on⁠—I have a feeling that its associations may become painful, specially in the autumn⁠—

Look here, Judith⁠—

October is such a mournful month in England. I think I shall probably go abroad⁠—perhaps a pension somewhere in Italy, with cypresses in the garden. I’ve always loved cypresses.

What about the children?

We must share them, dear.

I’ll pay you exactly half the royalties I receive from everything, Judith.

That’s very generous of you.

You have behaved magnificently. This is a crisis in our lives, and thanks to you⁠—

Judith⁠—I willwill speak⁠—I⁠—