Margaret. It's all one to me—as well now as later. I can't endure to wait for the horror—I'll tell him everything at once.
Gilbert. Everything?
Margaret. Yes, as long as you're here. If I come out honestly and confess everything, he may forgive me.
Gilbert. And what about me? I have better things to do in the world than to allow myself to be shot down like a mad dog by a jealous baron! (Bell rings.)
Margaret. There he is—there he is!
Gilbert. You won't say anything!
Margaret. Yes, I mean to speak out.
Gilbert. Oh, you will, will you? Have a care, then! I'll sell my skin dearly.
Margaret. What will you do?
Gilbert. I'll hurl such truths into his very face as no baron ever heard before. (Enter CLEMENT; rather surprised at finding him, very cool and polite.)