Lady C. When Everard wants to marry me!
Sir J. And has ceased to love Margaret!
Mollen. (more in sorrow than in anger) Amazing! You, Balsted, you—well—you don't surprise me. But Rosamund—my own child—no, I should not have believed it!
Sir J. Did he, or did he not, inform you that he had proposed to your daughter?
Mollen. He most undoubtedly did.
Sir J. And was that what you wanted?
Mollen. Can you ask? What else?
Lady C. (reproachfully) Papa! When you said—
Mollen. My dear child, I do not admit even you into my closest confidence. You have done your share, both of you—now leave me to do mine.