BROADBENT [scared and much upset]. On my word I believe I am, Miss Reilly. If you say that to me again I shan’t answer for myself: all the harps of Ireland are in your voice. [She laughs at him. He suddenly loses his head and seizes her arms, to her great indignation]. Stop laughing: do you hear? I am in earnest– in English earnest. When I say a thing like that to a woman, I mean it.