AMY. There's no child because I haven't chosen there shall be and there
shan't be because I don't choose. You'd have me first your plaything and
then Nature's, would you?
TREBELL. [_A little abashed._] Come now, you knew what you were about.
AMY. [_Thinking of those moments._] Did I? I found myself wanting you,
belonging to you suddenly. I didn't stop to think and explain. But are we
never to be happy and irresponsible ... never for a moment?
TREBELL. Well ... one can't pick and choose consequences.
AMY. Your choices in life have made you what you want to be, haven't they?
Leave me mine.
TREBELL. But it's too late to argue like that.
AMY. If it is, I'd better jump into the Thames. I've thought of it.
_He considers how best to make a last effort to bring her to her
senses. He sits by her._