MISS FARREN. [_Recovering from her shock and bewilderment._] Mrs. Western,
it isn't--
MRS. WESTERN. [_Sternly, still holding the girl by the wrist._] You dare
to pretend--
HARVEY. [_Who is now at the back of his wife's chair, looking closely at
the bracelet._] Let me look, let me look.... I say, Alice, you're wrong.
It's not yours at all. The setting's different.
MRS. WESTERN. [_Angrily._] What do you mean, different? You think I don't
know my own bracelet? Are you mad? I say it's mine--and it is!