I see you are surprised at the resolution I exert.
But ought I not to turn again, when I am trampled upon?
I should have left you before now, if Mrs.Jakeman had not over-persuaded me, and if I had not thought better of you than by your present behaviour I find you deserve.

But now, sir, I intend to leave your house this moment, and insist upon it, that you do not endeavour to prevent me." Thus saying, she rose, and went towards the door, while Mr.Tyrrel stood thunderstruck at her magnanimity.

Seeing, however, that she was upon the point of being out of the reach of his power, he recovered himself and pulled her back.
"What is in the wind now?
Do you think, strumpet; that you shall get the better of me by sheer impudence?
Sit down! rest you satisfied!--So you want to know by what right you are here, do you?
By the right of possession.

This house is mine, and you are in my power.

There is no Mrs.Jakeman now to spirit you away; no, nor no Falkland to bully for you.