 She'll cry more, poor mite, when she realizes her mother is a... Don't say it! Don't say it! Spare her that! I've given you all that makes life worth living. My youth, my womanhood, and now my child. I have nothing left. Nothing. God in heaven, where am I to turn for help? Is this true? Answer me. Is this true? Yes! Yes! You cur! Grrrr!