(Lucretia had suspected this might be the case, had thought that hearing Beverly say so, out loud, might cause a wave of dread to wash over her. Quite the opposite happens instead.
She's worried of course, because she knows it isn't wise to become attached, not to this extent. She's gone and done it anyway of course; how couldn't she? If anybody knew Beverly the way she did, knew of her courage and kindness, her wit and intelligence... they would forgive her for falling this easily.
The ringing in Lucretia's ears feels loud, like bells.)
I love you too, (she says, and feels positively weightless,) and I'm sorry for scaring you. I'll be more careful, I promise.
no subject
She's worried of course, because she knows it isn't wise to become attached, not to this extent. She's gone and done it anyway of course; how couldn't she? If anybody knew Beverly the way she did, knew of her courage and kindness, her wit and intelligence... they would forgive her for falling this easily.
The ringing in Lucretia's ears feels loud, like bells.)
I love you too, (she says, and feels positively weightless,) and I'm sorry for scaring you. I'll be more careful, I promise.