Widow
For, in the future—you understand, sir. I could really, for you—
Right, Lucy—I can't explain any more, sir. You understand, don't
you—
Desmond
I—
Widow
Because propriety prevents me from saying to you—
Lucy
You've told him that already.
Widow I will say only, that having reflected on what the Countess didn't say, I fear that the husband she intends for Arabella is none other than yourself.
Desmond
Me, Madame?
Lucy
The gentleman would be wiser to go to the source of the wealth.
Widow I believe it, but from the fear that the Countess will give you, in spite of yourself, to Arabella, I have resolved not to give my money until the marriage contract is signed—and a husband other than yourself is the lucky man. And, I have a thousand other good reasons to communicate to you about this. But, I can't say a word now. Follow me, Lucy.
(Exit Widow.)
Desmond
Lucy.