Sophy.
[With a shade less confidence.] Ha, ha! if your lordship thinks to frighten me, you've got hold of the wrong customer. Ha, ha, ha! two or three things you haven't reckoned for, I can assure you. Here's one—I told Miss Muriel exactly what I heard, between you and your Duchess, in the garden this evening.
Quex.
[Grinding his teeth.] You did! [Involuntarily making a threatening movement towards her.] You did, you—!
Sophy.
[Cowering over the settee.] Oh!
Quex.
[Recovering himself.] Oh, you did, did you?
Sophy.
[Facing him defiantly.] Yes, I did.