He turns away.
sarah. I feel I've done my best.
lord arthur. Keep your father quiet.
sarah. I mean to leave him.
lord arthur. What does he say to that?
sarah. I've not yet told him.
lord arthur. What happens?
sarah. To sell my jewels . . spoils of a ten years' war. Three thousand pound . . how much a year?
lord arthur. I'll buy them.