SOPHY.
If you would intercede with your father; but gently and kindly! And if you would bring him back!
MARY.
Then I should see how truly you love me, Robert.
FORESTER (less roughly).
Don't come again before that. Good-by, Robert. And leave that girl alone.
ROBERT.
I am going. But come what may, I shall not resign my claim upon Mary. [Exit.]
SOPHY.
Is everything to turn out unlucky today? And you, cousin, are you also going to leave us?