56/59 But I can't marry you and ruin both our lives. The life seems suddenly gone out of him.) ROSALIND: Lover! Lover! I can't do with you, and I can't imagine life without you. It's just that we're both high-strung, and this week-- (His voice is curiously old. She crosses to him and taking his face in her hands, kisses him.) ROSALIND: I can't, Amory. I can't be shut away from the trees and flowers, cooped up in a little flat, waiting for you. |