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START: HARRIET: My poor sister. And they have everything! But how can it be in the mind if she’s so paralysed?
HYMAN: Her numbness is random, it doesn’t follow the nerve paths; only part of the thighs are affected, part of the calves, it makes no physiological sense. I have a few things I’d like to ask you, all right?
HARRIET: You know, I’m glad it’s you taking care of her, my husband says the same thing.
[... …]
END: HYMAN: What.
HARRIET: You watch him sometimes when they’ve got people over and she’s talking--he’ll sit quietly in the corner, and the expression on that man’s face when he’s watching her--it could almost break your heart.
HYMAN: Why?
HARRIET: He adores her!

For full extended scene, please refer to the script edition cited here: Arthur Miller, Broken Glass, Methuen