MRS. WESTERN. You ask me to believe that you gave a bracelet to—this person—my children's governess?
HARVEY. I did.
MRS. WESTERN. An exact copy of the one you gave me?
HARVEY. I've told you—it's not an exact copy—there's a difference in the setting.
MRS. BANKET. Nonsense, nonsense, it can't be—he's just saying this—
JUDGE. Fanny, don't interfere.
HARVEY. I'm saying what's true.
MRS. WESTERN. I refuse to believe it. It's incredible. You've not sunk so low as that. It's a lie.
HARVEY. [Indignantly.] Alice!
MRS. WESTERN. Yes, a lie. A trumped-up story. The girl has taken it—