Whom do you mean?
ALMERIC
Why, that convict chap—didn't you send him away? You bought him off, didn't you, so that he won't talk? Gave him money not to bother us?
ETHEL
[rising, and turning on him indignantly]
Why, Heaven pity you! Do you think that?[pg 171]
ALMERIC
Oh—what?—he wouldn't agree to be still? Oh, I say, that'll be rather a pill for the Governor—he'll be a bit worried, you know.
ETHEL
Don't you see that it's time for you to worry a little for yourself? That you've got to begin at once to do something worthy that will obliterate this shame—to begin a career—to work—to work!