Geraldine wonders why David is so distracted, deciding that it is neither by his wife, whom she refers to as his “long discarded queen,” nor herself, with whom he used to play footsie under the card table. Her inner-monologue is lamentful, asking who loves her and whom she loves. She lists the people she knows do not love her: “the foolish knave of hearts” in reference to Bill, her father, “my stock market husband” in reference to David, and their “football son.” She then regrets not having a relationship with her dying mother when she had had the chance, begging her not to die now that she is “learning to love” her.