SUZANNE. (_Aside, indignantly_) He’s taking her hand! ROGER. (_Aside, indignantly_) She lets him take her hand! It’s horrible! SUZANNE. Oh! ROGER. You’re trembling! SUZANNE. Why—— You’re trembling—— ROGER. No, it’s you!—Can it be—? (_Aside_) We’ll see! (_To_ SUZANNE) Are you afraid? SUZANNE. (_Aside, indignantly, as she rises_) “You!”[5] [5] Roger uses the familiar “tu.” ROGER. (_Aside, breathing heavily_) Well, they haven’t got that far anyway? (SUZANNE _comes back, resolutely, and re-seats herself near him in silence_.) ROGER. (_Aside, agitated_) What? More? Well!—(_Aside_) Then you’re not afraid? SUZANNE. Afraid? With you? ROGER. (_Aside_) With—! So the cad has gone as far as that! I’ll get to the bottom of this! It’s my duty! Her moral welfare is in my hands. (_To_ SUZANNE) Well! In that case, why do you avoid me? (_He draws her to him_) SUZANNE. (_Outraged_) Oh! ROGER. Why do you turn from me? (_He puts his arm around her_) SUZANNE. Oh!! ROGER. Why do you deny me your lips? (_He leans over her_) SUZANNE. (_Springing to her feet_) This is too much! ROGER. This _is_ too much! SUZANNE. Look at me, Suzanne!—Not Lucy, but Suzanne! Do you hear? ROGER. And this is Roger! Not Bellac, but Roger, do you hear? SUZANNE. Bellac? ROGER. My poor child! Then it was true? Oh, Suzanne, Suzanne! How you have hurt me!—Well, he’s coming—I’ll wait for him! SUZANNE. Who? ROGER. Don’t you understand, I read the letter! SUZANNE. The letter?—I read _your_ letter! ROGER. My letter? Bellac’s letter? SUZANNE. Bellac’s?—It was from you! ROGER. From me? SUZANNE. From you! To Lucy! ROGER. To Lucy? No! To you! To you! To you! SUZANNE. To Lucy! Lucy! Lucy, who lost it! ROGER. (_Astonished_) Lost it! SUZANNE. I was there when she was asking the servant about it! You don’t mean to say—? And I found it. ROGER. (_Understanding_) You found it? SUZANNE. Yes, and I knew everything!—Headache, and rendezvous and all that. And I wanted to see; so I came and you took me for her—— ROGER. I? SUZANNE. (_Keeping back her tears_) Yes, you! you!—You took me for her, you told her you loved her!—Yes, you did!—Then why did you tell me you didn’t love her? You told me just now—and that you weren’t going to marry her.—Why did you tell me that? You shouldn’t have done that! Marry her if you want;—but you shouldn’t have told me. That wasn’t right—if you loved her—you shouldn’t have—— (_Throwing herself in his arms_) You shouldn’t have! Oh, don’t marry her! Don’t marry her! ROGER. Oh, my dear Suzanne! How happy I am! SUZANNE. What? ROGER. Then that letter you found wasn’t sent to you? SUZANNE. To me? ROGER. I didn’t send it—I swear! SUZANNE. But I—— ROGER. I swear! It was sent to Lucy by Bellac! Now I understand: you thought—just as I did—— Oh, I see everything now!—Oh, my dear Suzanne, what an awful fright you gave me! It was fearful! SUZANNE. But what about?