Walter. Since then, you see, I've made discoveries. If a man is known by the company he keeps, the same applies to a woman. The woman I'm going to marry doesn't, help to form a robbery syndicate along with Messieurs Alcorn, Smithson and Bamford. So if you thought to buy my silence by giving me your daughter, you made a bad mistake. No. Bamford's the man for her. Partners in scoundrelism, partners in life.
(Enter Bamford l. and crosses r. c.)
Ste. What do you want now?
Bam. (apologetically, crossing r.). All right. I only want my pipe. Left it in my overcoat.
Walter. Mr. Bamford, I congratulate you. (Holding out hand.)
Bam. Eh? On what?
Walter, On being my successful rival for the hand of Miss Verity.
Bam. What's this? Was he the other you spoke of? (To Stephen.)
Walter (to Lucy). Don't be afraid.
Ste. Yes.