Eily That’s always the way of it; everybody wants to love me, but there’s something spoils them off.
Anne [Showing letter.] Do you know that writing?
Eily I do, ma’am, well, though I don’t know how you came by it.
Anne I saw your signals last night—I saw his departure, and I have come here to convince myself of his falsehood to me. But now that I have seen you, you have no longer a rival in his love, for I despise him with all my heart, who could bring one so beautiful and simple as you are to ruin and shame!
Eily He didn’t—no—I am his wife! Oh, what have I said!
Anne What?
Eily Oh, I didn’t mane to confess it—no, I didn’t! but you wrung it from me in defense of him.
Anne You his wife?
Enter Danny, L. U. E.