They both shudder.]
CURTIS--[In a dead, monotonous tone.] She has been moaning like
that hour after hour. I shall have those sounds in my ears until
the day I die. Nothing can ever make me forget--nothing.
BIGELOW--[Trying to distract him.] Deuce take it, Curt, what's the
matter with you? I never thought you'd turn morbid.
CURTIS--[Darkly.] I've changed, Big--I hardly know myself any
more.
BIGELOW--Once you're back on the job again, you'll be all right.
You're still determined to go on this expedition, aren't you?
CURTIS--Yes. I was supposed to join them this week in New York but
I've arranged to catch up with them in China--as soon as it's
possible for us to go.
BIGELOW--Us? You mean you still plan to take--
CURTIS--[Angrily aggressive.] Yes, certainly! Why not? Martha
ought to be able to travel in a month or so.
BIGELOW--Yes, but--do you think it would be safe to take the
child?
CURTIS--[With a bitter laugh.] Yes--I was forgetting the child,
wasn't I? [Viciously.] But perhaps--[Then catching himself with a
groan.] Oh, damn all children, Big!
BIGELOW--[Astonished.
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