Be quiet, Jenny. Are you mad? Mrs. Murray, for God's sake leave us. She'll insult you. JENNY. You think of her, you don't think of me. You don't care how much I suffer. BASIL. [_Taking her arm._] Come away, Jenny. JENNY. [_Shaking him off._] I won't. You're afraid to let me see her. HILDA. [_Pale and trembling, conscience-stricken._] Let her speak. JENNY. [_Going up to_ HILDA _threateningly_.] You're stealing my husband from me. Oh, you.... [_She is at a loss for words violent enough._ HILDA. I don't want to make you unhappy, Mrs. Kent. JENNY. You can't get round me with polite words. I'm sick of all that. I want to speak straight. BASIL. [_To_ HILDA.] Please go. You can do no good. JENNY. [_Still more vehemently._] You're stealing my husband from me. You're a wicked woman. HILDA. [_Almost in a whisper._] If you like I'll promise you never to see your husband again. JENNY. [_With angry scorn._] Much good your promises will do me. I wouldn't believe a word you said. I know what Society ladies are. We know all about them in the City. BASIL. [_To_ HILDA.] You _must_ leave us alone. [_He opens the door, and she goes out, looking away from him._ JENNY. [_Savagely._] She's frightened of me. She daren't stand up to me. BASIL. [_As_ HILDA _goes_.] I'm so sorry. JENNY. You're sorry for her. BASIL. [_Turning on her._] Yes, I am. What d'you mean by coming here and behaving like this? JENNY. I've caught you at last.... You liar! You dirty liar! You told me you were going to Chancery Lane. BASIL. I have been to Chancery Lane. JENNY. Oh, I know you have--for five minutes. It was only an excuse. You might just as well have come here straight. BASIL. [_Angrily._] How dare you follow me? JENNY. I've got a right to follow you. BASIL. [_Unable to contain himself._] What d'you want here? JENNY. I want you. D'you think I didn't guess what was going on? I saw you come in with Halliwell. Then I saw him go out with his wife. Then another man went out, and I knew you were alone with her. BASIL. [_Sharply._] How did you know? JENNY. I gave the butler a sovereign, and he told me. BASIL. [_Looking for a word to express his contempt._] Oh, you ... you cad! It's only what I should have expected you to do. JENNY. And then I waited for you, and you didn't come. And at last I couldn't wait any longer. BASIL. Well, you've finished it now. [JENNY _catches sight of a photograph of_ BASIL, _standing on a table_. JENNY. [_Pointing to it._] What's she got your photograph here for? BASIL. I gave it to Mrs. Murray before I was married. JENNY. She's got no right to keep it there. [_She takes the photograph and flings it violently on the floor._ BASIL. Jenny, what are you doing? [JENNY _digs her heel into it savagely, viciously_. JENNY. [_Hissing the words._] Oh, I hate her. I hate her. BASIL.