FERRAND. Monsieur, I see perfectly your point of view. It is very natural. [He bows and is silent.]
MRS. MEGAN. I don't want'im hurt'cos o' me. Megan'll get his mates to belt him—bein' foreign like he is.
BERTLEY. Yes, never mind that. It's you I'm thinking of.
MRS. MEGAN. I'd sooner they'd hit me.
WELLWYN. [Suddenly.] Well said, my child!
MRS. MEGAN. 'Twasn't his fault.
FERRAND. [Without irony—to WELLWYN.] I cannot accept that Monsieur. The blame—it is all mine.
ANN. [Entering suddenly from the house.] Daddy, they're having an awful——!
[The voices of PROFESSOR CALWAY and SIR THOMAS HOXTON are distinctly heard.]
CALWAY. The question is a much wider one, Sir Thomas.