Laura: Ah, I've seen more than I want to see. They intend to hunt Cadwell out of my heart. They are taking measures to do it that will not succeed.
Jenny: For that they are wrong, madam. For me, at present I am on his side. He tells you that he loves you—why not believe him? They suspect him wrongly. They say he deceives you—all the world believes it. What does it matter? You are the interested party—he made you listen to what he pleased, that's all. Must he render an account of his actions to others?
Laura: My God, Jenny, I understand that language. But be advised that I am not a dupe. I have eyes like others—in an affair that was nobody's business but mine.
Jenny:
I am speaking seriously, madam. That young fellow loves you terribly.
(Exit Jenny, then enter Cadwell)
Cadwell:
Stay, madam—here—
Laura: (interrupting him)
What have you there? What do you intend to do with that letter?
Cadwell:
I am come to bring it to you, madam.
Laura:
May I see it?
Cadwell: If you will bear with me. I must tell you the reasons that brought me to write it.