I do—I mean, I'm getting to. [Defiantly.] At any rate, I am proud of him.
Sophy.
Proud!
Muriel.
Certainly—proud that he has mended his ways for my sake.
Sophy.
[Between tears and anger.] Mended his ways! with those eyes of his!
Muriel.
[Looking down upon Sophy, wonderingly.] His eyes? why, they are considered his best feature.
Sophy.