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Then I want to say—I know your secret. You don't love me—Isn't that it? Sssh! 

It's all right, dear. You can't help what you don't feel. I've guessed you didn't—right along. And I've loved you—such a long time now—always, it seems. 

And you've sort of guessed—that I did—didn't you? No, don't speak! I'm sure you've guessed—only you didn't want to know—that—did you?—when you didn't love me. That's why you were lying—but I saw, I knew! 

Oh, I'm not blaming you, darling. How could I—never! You mustn't look so—so frightened. 

I know how you felt, dear. I've—I've watched you. It was just a flirtation for you at first. Wasn't it?


- Eugene O'Neill, The Straw  



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