I’m afraid you’re very unhappy, Kate. CATHERINE. [_Smiling._] Please don’t think that, mother. LADY FRANCIS. You’ve given up everything for our sake. CATHERINE. I wish I could think so. I gave up my divorce because--because I was afraid. I couldn’t risk the regret that Robert might feel later. I should always have been looking for it.... One must never forget that love is a woman’s whole life, but it’s never more than part of a man’s, never. LADY FRANCIS. What did you tell him? CATHERINE. I wrote and said I found it impossible to go on with my action. I begged him not to try to move me. I told him I was very unhappy. LADY FRANCIS. Poor child. CATHERINE. He wrote very kindly. He made it as easy for me as he could. And now it’s all over. I’ve lost my last chance of happiness. I’m bound to my husband for the rest of my life. LADY FRANCIS. And do you still love Robert? CATHERINE. [_Smiling._] Yes. And I’m glad of what I’ve done. The only thing that helps me is the pride I take in all the great things he’s going to do. And it will have been me. I gave him the opportunity. [ANNE _comes in. She is wearing a coat and skirt and a hat._ ANNE. Well! You are strange people. How on earth can you sit there and sew while the counting’s going on? I’ve never been so excited in my life. CATHERINE. Why have you come back? ANNE. Well, it’s nearly finished now. Teddie said there’d be rather a scrummage when the result was known, and I’d better get out of the way. CATHERINE. [_Smiling._] Obedient creature. ANNE. It rather amuses me to be ordered about. Besides, I couldn’t help seeing that nobody wanted me. Teddie promised he’d bolt round as soon as the result was out. I say, let’s have some light, shall we? [_She turns on the electricity, and the room is suddenly a glare of light._ LADY FRANCIS. You’ll blind us. ANNE. I love an election. I’ve never had such a time in my life. I’ve enjoyed every minute of these three weeks. I hope Teddie’ll go into Parliament. LADY FRANCIS. [_Raising her eyebrows._] On four hundred a year? ANNE. Oh, George will give us a rise. He says Teddie’s awfully useful. George _is_ good, isn’t he? CATHERINE. I’m glad you’re so happy, darling. ANNE. [_Abruptly, after a little, quick look at her._] You’re not angry with us, Kate? CATHERINE. Good heavens, why should I be? ANNE. You know, it’s so dreadfully hard to pretend I haven’t got eyes in my head.... Why don’t you make it up with George, Katie? CATHERINE. I don’t know what makes you think there’s anything to make up. ANNE. Oh, my dear, what I didn’t guess for myself Teddie told me. CATHERINE. He would have been wiser to mind his own business. ANNE. It was rather.... CATHERINE.