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[With a slight toss of her head.] O, easily if I had wanted to.

[Darkly.] Perhaps you are sorry now that you did not.

Perhaps I am.

[Unpleasantly.] What a fool you were to tell me! It would have been so nice if you had kept it secret.

As you do, no?

As I do, yes. [He turns to go.] Goodbye for a while.

[Alarmed, rises.] Are you going?

Naturally. My part is ended here.

To her, I suppose?

[Astonished.] Who?

Her ladyship. I suppose it is all planned so that you may have a good opportunity. To meet her and have an intellectual conversation!

[With an outburst of rude anger.] To meet the devil's father!