HELEN
My father…?
LOTH
Well, in all probability he dances to her music. Perhaps she tyrannises over him?
HELEN
Oh, if it were nothing else?… No! It is too frightful!—You can't possibly guess that that … my father … that it was my father whom you …
LOTH
Don't weep, Nellie!… Look, you almost make me feel as though I ought to insist that you tell …
HELEN
No, no, it isn't possible. I haven't the strength!—not yet!