o away, and leave me here, alone with him! I couldn't stand it--Walter, I couldn't, I couldn't!
[_She goes eagerly to him, flings her arms round his neck, and a dry sob bursts from her._
WALTER. [_Very gently._] Betty, Betty, you've been so brave ... Betty, dear, the horrid things I've said were only to make you angry, to make you feel what a brute I was, how well you're rid of me. Oh, I'm not proud of myself! But look here, we must be sensible--we must, really.... You know, if you were divorced--if I were the co-respondent in a divorce case--I'd lose my berth, get the sack--
BETTY. [_Clinging to him._] We could go to Australia--anywhere--
WALTER. I've no money.
BETTY. [_With a sudden movement, raising her head and leaving him._] And Mary Gillingham has lots?
WALTER. It's not for her money that I--
BETTY. [_With a start._] You love her?
WALTER. [_Dropping his head, and speaking under his breath._] Yes.
BETTY. [_Wringing her hands._] You do, you do?
WALTER. Yes, that's t