WANDA. Yes; oh, yes! Awful--it is awful! KEITH. [Staring round him again.] In this room? WANDA. Just where you are standing. I see him now, always falling. KEITH. [Moved by the gentle despair in her voice] You--look very young. What's your name? WANDA. Wanda. KEITH. Are you fond of Larry? WANDA. I would die for him! [A moment's silence.] KEITH. I--I've come to see what you can do to save him. WANDA, [Wistfully] You would not deceive me. You are really his brother? KEITH. I swear it. WANDA. [Clasping her hands] If I can save him! Won't you sit down? KEITH. [Drawing up a chair and sitting] This, man, your--your husband, before he came here the night before last--how long since you saw him? WANDA. Eighteen month. KEITH. Does anyone about here know you are his wife? WANDA. No. I came here to live a bad life. Nobody know me. I am quite alone. KEITH. They've discovered who he was--you know that? WANDA. No; I have not dared to go out. KEITH: Well, they have; and they'll look for anyone connected with him, of course. WANDA. He never let people think I was married to him. I don't know if I was--really. We went to an office and signed our names; but he was a wicked man. He treated many, I think, like me. KEITH. Did my brother ever see him before? WANDA. Never! And that man first went for him. KEITH. Yes. I saw the mark. Have you a servant? WANDA. No. A woman come at nine in the morning for an hour. KEITH. Does she know Larry? WANDA. No. He is always gone. KEITH. Friends--acquaintances? WANDA. No; I am verree quiet. Since I know your brother, I see no one, sare. KEITH. [Sharply] Do you mean that? WANDA. Oh, yes! I love him. Nobody come here but him for a long time now. KEITH. How long? WANDA. Five month. KEITH. So you have not been out since----? [WANDA shakes her head.] What have you been doing? WANDA. [Simply] Crying. [Pressing her hands to her breast] He is in danger because of me. I am so afraid for him. KEITH. [Checking her emotion] Look at me. [She looks at him.] If the worst comes, and this man is traced to you, can you trust yourself not to give Larry away? WANDA. [Rising and pointing to the fire] Look! I have burned all the things he have given me--even his picture. Now I have nothing from him. KEITH. [Who has risen too] Good! One more question. Do the police know you--because--of your life? [She looks at him intently, and shakes her, head.] You know where Larry lives? WANDA. Yes. KEITH. You mustn't go there, and he mustn't come to you. [She bows her head; then, suddenly comes close to him.] WANDA. Please do not take him from me altogether. I will be so careful. I will not do anything to hurt him. But if I cannot see him sometimes, I shall die. Please do not take him from me. [She catches his hand and presses it desperately between her own.]