Start: KEENEY: (putting an arm around her shoulder--with gruff tenderness) There, there, Annie. Don't be afeard. It's all past and gone.

MRS. KEENEY: (shrinking away from, him) Oh, I can't bear it! I can't bear it any longer!

KEENEY: (gently) Can't bear what, Annie?

MRS. KEENEY: (hysterically) All this horrible brutality, and these brutes of men, and this terrible ship, and this prison cell of a room, and the ice all around, and the silence. [After this outburst she calms down and wipes her eyes with her handkerchief.]

KEENEY: (after a pause during which he looks down at her with a puzzled frown) Remember, I warn't hankerin' to have you come on this voyage, Annie.

MRS. KEENEY: I wanted to be with you, David, don't you see? I didn't want to wait back there in the house all alone as I've