 Well, that's that. Yes. It's all right. Don't look so gloomy. I know you don't love me, really. I say, Sorrel... Oh, don't protest. You know you don't. Any more than I love you. But you told Judith... I was only playing up. One always plays up to Mother in this house. It's a sort of unwritten law. Didn't she mean all she said? No, not really. We none of us ever mean anything. She seemed awfully upset. It must have been a slight shock for her to discover us clasped tightly in each other's arms...