Right?
Sophy.
This very day, poor thing, she was saying how proud she is of you because you've turned over a new leaf for her sake; and I told her what your promises are worth. Yes, I was right! And now I can prove it!
[He rises; she hastily places herself on the other side of the chair.
Quex.
Look here! [Leaning against the table, the chair being between him and Sophy.] What will you take to hold your tongue?
Sophy.
Nothing.
Quex.