After MRS.

CONNAGE and ALEC go out there is a pause.

ROSALIND still stares moodily at the fireplace.
AMORY goes to her and puts his arm around her.) AMORY: Darling girl.
(They kiss.

Another pause and then she seizes his hand, covers it with kisses and holds it to her breast.) ROSALIND: (Sadly) I love your hands, more than anything.

I see them often when you're away from me--so tired; I know every line of them.
Dear hands! (Their eyes meet for a second and then she begins to cry--a tearless sobbing.) AMORY: Rosalind! ROSALIND: Oh, we're so darned pitiful! AMORY: Rosalind! ROSALIND: Oh, I want to die! AMORY: Rosalind, another night of this and I'll go to pieces.