mind about him; put him in the City, anywhere as long as he's out of
the way. If we have any influence, we must use it for Gerald--the
wonderful Gerald.

GERALD. If this is an indictment, it's drawn against the wrong
person.

BOB (more quietly). Then at last I found a friend; somebody who took
me for my own sake. (Bitterly) And like a damned fool I brought her
down here, and she saw _you_. I might have known what would happen.

GERALD. Pamela!

BOB. Yes, and you took her. After taking everything you could all
your life, you took _her_. She was Bob's friend--that was quite
enough. She must be one more in the crowd of admirers round you.
So you took her. (Triumphantly) Ah, but I got her back in the end.
I've got her now--and I think I'm square, Gerald.

GERALD. Yes, I think you're square now.

BOB (rather jauntily, as he leans back against the end of the sofa
and feels for his cigarette-case). I seem to have surprised you
rather.

GERALD. You've thought like that about me for years and you've
never said anything? You've felt like that about Pamela and you've
never said anything?

BOB. I've been thinking it over, particularly these last few months--