[Leslie grasps her by the arm.]
Mrs. Stonehay.
Girl, do you mean that you know Mr. Renshaw?
[Dangars and Leslie turn to Dunstan, who is staring blankly before him with his hands clenched.]
Leslie.
Janet! Janet! [As the truth dawns upon her.] Oh!
Janet Preece.
Ah! What have I done to you! I’d have died to save you this. God forgive me! I’m not fit to live! Kill me! Kill me! Ah!
[She rushes down the garden steps, past Leslie, who is as one turned to stone.]