They've non hurt your house, have they?
MRS. HOLROYD
I wonder you dare to cross the doorstep.
HOLROYD
I s'll do what the deuce I like. They're as good as you are.
MRS. HOLROYD (stands speechless, staring at him; then low) Don't you come near me again—
HOLROYD (suddenly shouting, to get his courage up)
She's as good as you are, every bit of it.
MRS. HOLROYD (blazing)
Whatever I was and whatever I may be, don't you ever come near me again.