BEL. Ha!
BELLA. Do you know Captain You?
BEL. (grimly.) I do and I can tell you that you need expect no success in the practice of your wiles upon him, because I know too, that you have another lover.
BELLA. (starts.) Who are you?
BEL. (turning to leave her.) All women are alike in their infamous cruelty.
BELLA. (runs after him.) Please ... I must see him. He may be killed.
BEL. Very probably.
BELLA. I want to ask his forgiveness for my foolish words—
BEL. Whose picture does that locket contain? (pointing to serpent-head locket on Bella’s neck.)