[Distractedly.] You'll let me see you, talk to you, to-morrow, Rose?
Rose.
No, never!
Sir William.
[Sharply.] You mean that?
Rose.
[Facing him.] Oh, don't be afraid. I give you my word.
Sir William.
[Gripping her hand.] Thank ye. Thank ye.
[Distractedly.] You'll let me see you, talk to you, to-morrow, Rose?
No, never!
[Sharply.] You mean that?
[Facing him.] Oh, don't be afraid. I give you my word.
[Gripping her hand.] Thank ye. Thank ye.