Simon. I, sir, was the humble instrument of his exposure.
Roy. Oh, you were.
Simon. I was told by a poor, dying woman that he was her husband, and I thought it my duty to inform Mrs. Manning of his duplicity. It was a painful duty, sir, but I never shirk my duty. In that line there’s nothing shabby about me.
Roy. Oh! then it’s my duty to inform you that your services as gardener here, will no longer be required.
Simon. Oh! (aside) here’s gratitude.
Nancy. Serves you right, Claude Meddlenot.
Roy. And so poor Matt, in shame, took himself off?
May (confused). No——Roy——you’re not quite right there; for I——I——drove him away.
Roy. You,——May;——you drove the man, who once saved your husband’s life, from his house?
May. I,——forgive me, Roy,——I thought I was right. (Goes towards him.)