Dismal. Sit still all of you—I know him—when he comes in sight of water, his courage will cool; sit still.
Mrs. Dove. Shall my dear Dove follow him?
Dove. I can’t swim, duck!
Dismal. No, no; sit still.
Mrs. Ly. (Who has kept her eyes fixed on her husband throughout the scene.)—What, sir—not a word! quite confounded!
Lynx. Emmeline!—(rising)—appearances, I confess, are against me; but you know not all. You know not the cause which compels me to this course; be patient.
Mrs. Ly. I have been patient long enough, and will endure no more; this is the last moment that I pass under your roof.
Lynx. Are you mad? will you hear me?
Mrs. Ly. No, sir.
Lynx. If you once quit the house, we never meet again.