Worthy: Ah, sister, it's time that you do that, for truly, I am dying. This unjust prejudice for Cadwell is killing me. I really believe I would suffer less if he wasn't deceiving her.
Jenny: What amuses you? You tell us here the finest things in the world. When you are with her you cannot open your mouth. If you saw Cadwell with Laura—he never stops talking even if he repeats the same thing to her a hundred times.
Worthy:
He's happy, Jenny.
Jenny:
Go. Become him if you can.
(Exit Worthy)
Olivia: But Jenny, the more I think of what my brother just said, the less likely I think it.
Jenny:
I don't understand it any better than you. Cadwell was very gay when
he left. Laura wasn't sad. There's a misunderstanding somewhere or
Cadwell has played a tick of his specialty.
Olivia:
What could he have said against such strong proof?
Jenny: My word, I don't know. What should I say to you? He opens his big eyes, he sighs, he threatens, he weeps, he falls to his knees, he walks about with long strides, breaks a chair, tears a ruffle, bites his nails, tears his hair, and in the end, he's right.
Olivia:
Nice manners to justify oneself!