Constance.—"I will do whatever papa bids me."
General Wyatt.—"I don't bid you. Margaret, I think I will go out with Mr. Bartlett. We will be back at dinner." He turns and leaves the room without looking again at Constance.
V.
Constance and Mrs. Wyatt; then Bartlett.
Mrs. Wyatt.—"Oh, Constance! How can you treat your father so coldly? You will suffer some day for the pain you give him!"
Constance.—"Suffer? No, I'm past that. I've exhausted my power of suffering."
Mrs. Wyatt.—"You haven't exhausted your power of making others suffer."