DANCY. Get out of here, you swine!
DE LEVIS stands a moment irresolute, then, turning to the door, he
opens it, stands again for a moment with a smile on his face, then
goes. MABEL crosses swiftly to the door, and shuts it as the outer
door closes. Then she stands quite still, looking at her husband
--her face expressing a sort of startled suspense.
DANCY. [Turning and looking at her] Well! Do you agree with him?
MABEL. What do you mean?
DANCY. That I wouldn't be playing this game unless--
MABEL. Don't! You hurt me!
DANCY. Yes. You don't know much of me, Mabel.
MABEL. Ronny!
DANCY. What did you say to that swine?
MABEL. [Her face averted] That he was robbing us. [Turning to him
suddenly] Ronny--you--didn't? I'd rather know.
DANCY. Ha! I thought that was coming.
MABEL. [Covering her face] Oh! How horrible of me--how horrible!
DANCY. Not at all. The thing looks bad.
MABEL. [Dropping her hands] If I can't believe in you, who can?
[Going to him, throwing her arms round him, and looking up into his face]
Ronny! If all the world--I'd believe in you. You know I would.
DANCY. That's all right, Mabs! That's all right! [His face, above her
head, is contorted for a moment, then hardens into a mask] Well, what
shall we do? Let's go to that lawyer--let's go--
MABEL.
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