I refuse to hear another word. You ought to be ashamed of yourself!... And the saddest part of the whole affair is my poor boy’s undoubted affection for your daughter.
Dean.
Affection for Clare! I don’t believe it!
Mrs. O’Farrel.
Are you his mother?
Dean.
Certainly not!... But I have watched him—with the result that I am convinced of his infatuation for Lady Patricia.
Mrs. O’Farrel.
Fiddle-sticks!