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LAURA
I know it. I know it so well. And it makes me feel wicked and ungrateful, when I look into my heart, and find day after day, hard as I may try, that I am still only loving you as a brother, and yet, after all that they have done for me, I would do anything in the world to gratify their least little wish. Clay, you're just as good as you can be. Your nature is as beautiful as any that ever adorned a human creature, but—
CLAY
Still you cannot love me?
LAURA
Oh! don't say that Clay. I do love you. I cannot tell you how deeply and warmly I love you, but I fear—I cannot help fearing that it is only sisterly love after all.
CLAY
It is hard, very hard…
(After a pause.)
Well, Laura, I shall not stop here, in the new house we have all journeyed to. I shall go further.
LAURA
(With interest and concern.)Why, Clay, you cannot mean it—where are you going?
CLAY
[Somewhere, anywhere, but you will not mind that.
LAURA
Oh, Clay, you will not do this, you will not leave us, you cannot mean it.
(Weeps.)
CLAY
There are tears in your eyes, little sister. Don't say they are sisterly tears, are they, now are they?
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