Poly. Granted.
Eustace. To protect and bestow his name upon his child.
Poly. Granted. (To Charles, who is about to interrupt him.) Further concealment is impossible. (To Eustace.) But suppose his family should refuse——
Eustace. Refuse! In such a case, no honest member of it would refuse to sanction the union; if he did, he would share in the guilt of the offender.
Poly. I am quite of your opinion.
Eustace. Then why hesitate?
Poly. The lady is already married; but if you would just have the kindness to repeat to your son all you have said to me——
Eustace. My son!
Charles. Yes, sir; we throw ourselves at your feet, and implore your pardon. This lady is my wife.
Eustace. How! married! without consulting me! Leave me, ungrateful boy!