Otto.

What promise?

Margaret.
[Hesitatingly.] That I should cut myself off — But you must not ask me that, Otto.

Otto.
What promise, Margaret?

Margaret.
Some day I shall be able to tell you, but you must trust me now. Otto.

Otto.
Good God! What has been going on in that house while you have been away?

Margaret.
Otto, you are not suspecting me, are you? Surely you don't think——

Otto.
I don't know what to think, Margaret.

Margaret.
We have been such good friends, you and I, Otto, especially since mother left us, and if I thought you could believe——

Otto.
[Not listening to her.] You are nothing to this man, are you, Margaret?

Margaret.
Otto!

Otto.
He is nothing to you, is he?