John.
Mrs. Fraser——! Mrs. Fraser——!
Theophila.
Oh, the devilish injustice of it! To think that we’re still married, Jack—you and I! Hah! the mockery! To think that we wander about the world still with our owner’s marks branded upon us! Ha, ha! I believe I’ve an “F” branded upon my shoulder—burnt in! [Running to him.] Oh, I won’t bear it! I can’t bear it!
John.
Hush, hush!
Theophila.
I shall go mad if I can’t pay out that wife of yours! [Shrilly.] She’s ruined me! I will be even with her!
John.
Hush——!