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(
His
voice
is
curiously
old
.
She
crosses
to
him
and
taking
his
face
in
her
hands
,
kisses
him
.
)
ROSALIND
:
I
ca
n't
,
Amory
.
I
ca
n't
be
shut
away
from
the
trees
and
flowers
,
cooped
up
in
a
little
flat
,
waiting
for
you
.
You
'd
hate
me
in
a
narrow
atmosphere
.
I
'd
make
you
hate
me
.
(
Again
she
is
blinded
by
sudden
uncontrolled
tears
.
)
AMORY
:
Rosalind
--
ROSALIND
:
Oh
,
darling
,
go
--
Do
n't
make
it
harder
!
I
ca
n't
stand
it
--
AMORY
:
(
His
face
drawn
,
his
voice
strained
)
Do
you
know
what
you
're
saying
?
Do
you
mean
forever
?
(
There
is
a
difference
somehow
in
the
quality
of
their
suffering
.
)
ROSALIND
:
Ca
n't
you
see
--
AMORY
:
I
'm
afraid
I
ca
n't
if
you
love
me
.
You
're
afraid
of
taking
two
years
'
knocks
with
me
.
ROSALIND
:
I
would
n't
be
the
Rosalind
you
love
.
