He'll never look at you again, and I don't blame him! I'm a man; I know. We don't respect women who sell out so cheap.
Ernest
You lie! [All turn, astounded. Helen runs toward Ernest with a cry of joy. John starts to block her. To John.] Stop! You're not fit to touch her. No man is.
John
[with a sarcastic laugh]
Humph! I suppose that's why you ran away.
Ernest
Yes. To protect her from myself.
John
Then why come back?