Douglas. [Softly.] Not so loud!
Fletcher. [Lowered voice.] No! I'll fight for it with my last breath.
Douglas. Then I say again, you're a blackguard!
Fletcher. [Laughs, turns back to audience.] What do you want to do, fight? You know we can't here. I give you liberty to say to her all you can against me.
Douglas. She won't believe me.
Fletcher. Exactly—she loves me—
Douglas. But there is one other I can tell the truth to, who may believe me.
Fletcher. Look out you don't make yourself ridiculous, going about—the jilted lover, trying to take away the character of the accepted man! [Leisurely following him a little.
Douglas. I don't have to do any "going about!" You are well enough known in our world to keep most of our doors closed against you. Few people are as blind as the Woltons, and I will open his eyes!
Fletcher. You'll tell her father?