some time with you in Wicklow. It will be thought that I am gone to visit our Irish relation.
MURREY.
No, my affectionate child, that may not be.
VIOLET.
I should go to our relation first, and nobody should know that I went anywhere else but Dungarren; nor should I even tell it to him without your permission.
MURREY (rising quickly from his seat).
Which thou shalt never have.
VIOLET.
Why do you utter those words so vehemently? He is honourable and true.
MURREY.
He is thy lover, and thou believest him to be so.
VIOLET.
Are you displeased that he is my lover?
MURREY.
Yes, I am displeased, for he will never be thy husband.
VIOLET.
O think not so hardly of him! in his heart there is honour even stronger than affection. And if I might but tell him of your being alive——
