Cousin Fanny [Whimpering and struggling.]
Let me have it! Let me alone! Let go of my hands! You want to kill me! You want me to die so you can get my money!
John Speaker [Releasing her.]
No! No! No!
Cousin Fanny... Come, be reasonable!
[He reaches for her hands again, and she grabs his hand and bites it. He draws back and says:]
Damn!
[Nurses his hand.]
Mary Speaker
Did she bite you?
John Speaker