Wilfrid Brudenell.
Suffering! Let him taste such suffering as he has dealt out to others. Is my sister not suffering? Is Janet Preece not suffering? Am I not suffering?
Hugh Murray.
Wilfrid, my boy, Wilfrid; there’s something better to do than to be revenged.
Wilfrid Brudenell.
How easy it is, Murray, for an onlooker to be charitable!
Hugh Murray.
Hush, my boy! Don’t you see that there is no future for her except one of reconciliation with her husband?
Wilfrid Brudenell.