Wilfrid Brudenell.
No, you must not leave the house till you have seen Leslie.
Janet Preece.
Don’t keep me here! If I see her again I must tell her why I run away from the one sweet prospect my life has given me!
Wilfrid Brudenell.
You do love me then! You do love me!
[He draws her to him, but she breaks away with a low cry as Leslie enters.]
Janet Preece.
Let me go! let me go!