The girl.  I promised him.

The man.  One man’s luck’s another’s poison.

The girl.  I ought to ’a waited.  I never thought he’d come back from the fightin’.

The man. [Grimly] Maybe ’e’d better not ’ave.

The girl. [Looking back along the tow-path] What’ll he be like, I wonder?

The man. [Gripping her shoulder] Daisy, don’t you never go back on me, or I should kill you, and ’im too.

     [The girl looks at him, shivers, and puts her lips to his.]

The girl.  I never could.

The man.  Will you run for it?  ’E’d never find us!

     [The girl shakes her head.]

The man [Dully] What’s the good o’ stayin’?  The world’s wide.

The girl.  I’d rather have it off me mind, with him home.

The man. [Clenching his hands] It’s temptin’ Providence.

The girl.  What’s the time, Jim?

The man. [Glancing at the sun] ’Alf past four.

The girl. [Looking along the towing-path] He said four o’clock. 
Jim, you better go.

The man.  Not I. I’ve not got the wind up.  I’ve seen as much of hell as he has, any day.  What like is he?

The girl. [Dully] I dunno, just.  I’ve not seen him these three years.  I dunno no more, since I’ve known you.

The man.  Big or little chap?

The girl.  ’Bout your size.  Oh!  Jim, go along!

The man.  No fear!  What’s a blighter like that to old Fritz’s shells?  We didn’t shift when they was comin’.  If you’ll go, I’ll go; not else.

     [Again she shakes her head.]

The girl.  Jim, do you love me true?

     [For answer the man takes her avidly in his arms.]

I ain’t ashamed—­I ain’t ashamed.  If ’e could see me ’eart.

The man.  Daisy!  If I’d known you out there, I never could ’a stuck it.  They’d ’a got me for a deserter.  That’s how I love you!

The girl.  Jim, don’t lift your hand to ’im!  Promise!

The man.  That’s according.

The girl.  Promise!

The man.  If ’e keeps quiet, I won’t.  But I’m not accountable—­not always, I tell you straight—­not since I’ve been through that.

The girl. [With a shiver] Nor p’raps he isn’t.

The man.  Like as not.  It takes the lynch pins out, I tell you.

The girl.  God ’elp us!

The man. [Grimly] Ah!  We said that a bit too often.  What we want we take, now; there’s no one else to give it us, and there’s no fear’ll stop us; we seen the bottom of things.