[Larry shakes his head.]

Will she give you away?

Larry.  Never.

Keith.  Or herself hysteria?

Larry.  No.

Keith.  Who knows of your relations with her?

Larry.  No one.

Keith.  No one?

Larry.  I don’t know who should, Keith.

Keith.  Did anyone see you go in last night, when you first went to her?

Larry.  No.  She lives on the ground floor.  I’ve got keys.

Keith.  Give them to me.

     Larry takes two keys from his pocket and hands them to his
     brother.

Larry. [Rising] I can’t be cut off from her!

Keith.  What!  A girl like that?

Larry. [With a flash] Yes, a girl like that.

Keith. [Moving his hand to put down old emotion] What else have you that connects you with her?

Larry.  Nothing.

Keith.  In your rooms?

     [Larry shakes his head.]

Photographs?  Letters?

Larry.  No.

Keith.  Sure?

Larry.  Nothing.

Keith.  No one saw you going back to her?

[Larry shakes his head. ] Nor leave in the morning?  You can’t be certain.

Larry.  I am.

Keith.  You were fortunate.  Sit down again, man.  I must think.

     He turns to the fire and leans his elbows on the mantelpiece and
     his head on his hands.  Larry Sits down again obediently.

Keith.  It’s all too unlikely.  It’s monstrous!

Larry. [Sighing it out] Yes.

Keith.  This Walenn—­was it his first reappearance after an absence?

Larry.  Yes.

Keith.  How did he find out where she was?

Larry.  I don’t know.

Keith. [Brutally] How drunk were you?

Larry.  I was not drunk.

Keith.  How much had you drunk, then?

Larry.  A little claret—­nothing!

Keith.  You say you didn’t mean to kill him.

Larry.  God knows.

Keith.  That’s something.

Larry.  He hit me. [He holds up his hands] I didn’t know I was so strong.

Keith.  She was hanging on to him, you say?—­That’s ugly.

Larry.  She was scared for me.

Keith.  D’you mean she—­loves you?

Larry. [Simply] Yes, Keith.

Keith. [Brutally] Can a woman like that love?

Larry. [Flashing out] By God, you are a stony devil!  Why not?

Keith. [Dryly] I’m trying to get at truth.  If you want me to help,
I must know everything.  What makes you think she’s fond of you?