in ignorance of your father!

MARY. Why? . . .

AUNTIE. Because he stands in the way of my husband's happiness!
Because, even, he is your father! Because I hate him! I could
almost _wish him dead_!

VICAR. Martha! . . .

[There is a long pause.]

MARY. Then I have nobody, now. It's no use wishing any more.

AUNTIE. Mary . . .

MARY. No! . . . I want to be alone.

[She goes out into the garden. They follow her out with their
eyes.]

VICAR. So! God has revealed His partisanship!--He has beggared us
both!

[AUNTIE considers this for a moment. Then, with sudden
determination, she rises.]

AUNTIE. I am not going to be beggared without a struggle for it,
William!