Miss B. [Placing herself between him and her father.] Henry! [He drops his hand.] Oh, believe him not! 'Twas madness! I've heard him talk thus wildly in his dreams! We are all friends! None will repeat his words—I'm sure none will! My heart will break!—Oh, Henry! will you destroy my father?
Henry. Would I were in my grave!
Enter Gerald.
Sir Philip. Ah, Gerald here! How vain concealment! Well, come you to give evidence of my shame?
Gerald. I come to announce one, who for many years has watched each action of your life.
Sir Philip. Who?
Gerald. Morrington.
Sir Philip. I shall then behold the man who has so long avoided me——
Gerald. But ever has been near you—he is here.
Enter Morrington, wrapped up in his cloak.