Matt. My child! My dear, dear daughter!
May. Roy, you hear.
Roy. Yes: I’ve heard too much. The weighty secret is out at last. Matt, old fellow, you organized this campaign: after your treatment here, you have a right to revenge; but to me it has been a meaner battle than ever I hoped to engage in.
Matt. ’Twas but to test a daughter’s love, Roy. “All’s fair in love and war.”
May. Then you have been deceiving me. O Roy!
Roy. I couldn’t help it. ’Twas Matt’s work: we’ve all been engaged in it.
Marcus. Yes: all of us.
Bess. Well, I never; it’s the first I’ve heard of it.
Roy. It’s the first time, then, your ears have been off duty.