_Jack._ She's asleep.

_Dolly._ Jack. I've got to go away from here!

_Jack._ Go away!

_Dolly._ Yes. The police will be looking for me.

_Jack._ The police!

_Dolly._ I'm accused of stealing. Oh, don't think it--I didn't do
it. Before God, I didn't!

_Jack._ Of course not, Dolly!

_Dolly._ I must go. I must take Belle with me!

_Jack._ But she can't go, Dolly! She's too ill.

_Dolly._ She'll be worse if she stays here and the police come for
me.

_Jack._ Tell me about it, Dolly.

_Dolly._ No, no! I can't.

_Jack._ Why not?

_Dolly._ Don't ask me. _(She stares about distractedly.)_