Miss Jay [with tears of emotion].
No, Falk,—a man, with heart as large as day.
But when a—so to speak—mere lifeless thing
Can put such venom into envy’s sting,
And stir up evil passions fierce and fell
Of such a depth—
Falk [sympathetically].
And such a length as well—
Miss Jay.
Why then, a man of your commanding brain