EDMUND. Yes, Metherell, success is sweet. But somebody is suffering for this.
ELSIE. Who?
EDMUND. If Birchester have won, Blackton have lost.
ELSIE. For an outsider, you take it seriously.
EDMUND. I take it seriously for your father. I ought to be with him now.
ELSIE. Haven't you done enough here for the proprieties?
EDMUND. I must go to your father, Elsie. Come.
ELSIE. I stay here with Jack.
EDMUND (after a struggle). Very well.
(Exit Edmund.)