Fred. (after a pause). Well, you have appealed to my sense of duty, and my duty is only too clear. I abhor your infamous calling; I shudder at the thought that I have ever been mixed up with it; but duty is before all—at any price I will do my duty!
King. Bravely spoken. Come, you are one of us once more.
Fred. Lead on; I follow. (Suddenly.) Oh, horror!
King and Ruth. What is the matter?
Fred. Ought I to tell you? No, no, I cannot do it; and yet, as one of your band——
King. Speak out, I charge you, by that sense of conscientiousness to which we have never yet appealed in vain.
Fred. General Stanley, the father of my Mabel——
King and Ruth. Yes, yes!
Fred. He escaped from you on the plea that he was an orphan?