[_Softly, thoughtfully._] Can one cable to the Philippines?
STEVEN. Yes!
[_Smiling and again giving her a little squeeze._
GEORGIANA. [_Going to the sofa._] So far as I'm concerned, my money now
doesn't count a rap. Dick has plenty and doesn't want mine. So now it's
only Louise and mother you must think of, and you can take care of them
well, you know you can, if they'll only accept the different conditions.
And Dick and I'll help--
STEVEN. [_Interrupting._] I hate to say it, Georgiana, but suppose--
[_Very serious._
GEORGIANA. What?
STEVEN. Well, you know why Dick wrote that letter,--because he was going
into dangerous fighting.
GEORGIANA. Oh, he will come back, he _must_ come back! So few of our men
have been lost in the Philippines, Dick can't be one of the few. After
all, life nowadays isn't so tragic as that.
STEVEN. Yes, of course Dick'll come back, Georgy [_Short pause._], but
won't he despise me?
GEORGIANA. No, you're _my_ brother. And oh, Steven, forgive me, but I'm
so _happy_. [_Hugging the pillows on the sofa and burying her face in
them._] Don't let me be silly--don't let me forget I'm an old maid,--and
there's no fool like an old fool! I mustn't forget there's probably an
orange or two among the blossoms for my hair!
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