HARVEY. [_Doggedly._] The bracelet is hers.
MRS. WESTERN. [_Jeeringly._] Turquoise and emeralds! Hers! A coincidence,
perhaps. Very likely. I'll give her in charge at once.
HARVEY. The bracelet is hers, I tell you.
MRS. WESTERN. [_Turning furiously on him._] You dare to say that?
HARVEY. [_Steadily._] Yes. Because I myself--gave it to her.
[_There is a moment's almost stupefied silence;_ HARVEY _and_
ALICE _are face to face._ MISS FARREN _to the left of her,_ MRS.
BANKET _is still at the back, the_ JUDGE _by the fire._ MRS.
WESTERN _breaks the silence._
MRS. WESTERN. [_Sternly._] You--gave--it--her?
HARVEY. [_Steadily._] Yes.
MRS. WESTERN. You ask me to believe that you gave a bracelet to--this
person--my children's governess?
HARVEY. I did.
MRS. WESTERN. An exact copy of the one you gave me?
HARVEY. I've told you--it's not an exact copy--there's a difference in the
setting.
MRS. BANKET. Nonsense, nonsense, it can't be--he's just saying this--
JUDGE. Fanny, don't interfere.
HARVEY. I'm saying what's true.
MRS. WESTERN. I refuse to believe it. It's incredible. You've not sunk so
low as that. It's a lie.
HARVEY. [_Indignantly._] Alice!
MRS. WESTERN. Yes, a lie. A trumped-up story. The girl has taken it--
MISS FARREN. I have not!
MRS. WESTERN. You can tell that to the magistrate--[_She turns to_ HARVEY]
and you too, if you like. [_She moves to the bell._
JUDGE. [_Putting out a hand to stop her.
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