Mrs. H.—Well, what have you to say?
Capt. G.—I feel better.
Mrs. H.—Yes, I suppose so, after I have come down to your level. I couldn't have done it if I hadn't cared for you so much. I have spoken the truth.
Capt. G.—It doesn't alter the situation.
Mrs. H. (passionately).—Then she has said that she cares for you! Don't believe her, Pip. It's a lie—as black as yours to me!
Capt. G.—Ssssteady! I've a notion that a friend of yours is looking at you.
Mrs. H.—He! I hate him. He introduced you to me.
Capt. G. (aside).—And some people would like women to assist in making the laws. Introduction to imply condonement. (Aloud.) Well, you see, if you can remember so far back as that, I couldn't, in common politeness, refuse the offer.
Mrs. H.—In common politeness! We have got beyond that!
Capt. G. (aside).—Old ground means fresh trouble. (Aloud.) On my honour
Mrs. H.—Your what? Ha, ha!
Capt. G.—Dishonour, then. She's not what you imagine. I meant to
Mrs. H.—Don't tell me anything about her! She won't care for you; and, when you come back, after having made an exhibition of yourself, you'll find me occupied with
Capt. G. (insolently).—You couldn't while I am alive. (Aside.) If that doesn't bring her pride to her rescue, nothing will.
Mrs. H. (drawing herself up).—Couldn't do it? I? (softening.) You're right. I don't believe I could—though you are what you are—a coward and a liar in grain.
Capt. G.—It doesn't hurt so much after your little lecture—with demonstrations.
Mrs. H.—One mass of vanity! Will nothing ever touch
