Mrs. Stonehay.
I confess I don’t understand. Your husband’s friend——
Leslie.
No, Mrs. Stonehay; my husband has only to know Lord Dangars as thoroughly as I do to consider him an unfit companion for any reputable man or woman.
Mrs. Stonehay.
Do you forget that you are speaking of one who is to be my daughter’s husband? Irene! are you dumb?
[Leslie turns to Irene, who is sitting with her head bowed and her hands clasped.]
Leslie.
Irene! Irene!
[Irene rises, supporting herself by the table.]