SIR LYOLF. I don’t like parting them at the last. She loves him, Ned, she loves him.
FATHER H. Remember it’s a guilty love.
SIR LYOLF. Yes, I know.
FATHER H. Remember what it has already cost him.
SIR LYOLF. Yes, I know. But love is love, and whether it comes from heaven, or whether it comes from the other place, there’s no escaping it. I believe it always comes from heaven!
(FATHER HILARY shakes his head.)
SIR LYOLF. I’m getting my morals mixed up in my old age, I suppose. But, by God, she loves him, Ned, she loves him—Who’s that?
(FATHER HILARY looks out of window, makes a motion of silence.)
FATHER H. Hush! He’s come back.
SIR LYOLF. I must tell him.