HANNAH.
Ah, Madam, what a woman you are! I should like to Bee the man who could resist you.
MARWOOD.
He has resisted me already too long. And assuredly, assuredly, I will not forgive him that he almost let me go down on my knees to him.
ARABELLA.
No, no! You must forgive him everything. He is so good, so good----
MARWOOD.
Be silent, little silly!
HANNAH.
I do not know on what side you did not attack him! But nothing, I think, touched him more, than the disinterestedness with which you offered to return all his presents to him.