But suddenly, the door to the parlor room burst open with a violent force that made everyone jump. A man barged in, his face twisted with rage and his eyes blazing with fury. The butler and maids outside panicked, trying to calm the man down as he shouted obscenities at the top of his lungs.
"You lowly wench! How dare you touch Beatrice!" he screamed, his arm lashing out to strike Gilbert without warning. He grabbed Gilbert's collar, pulling him close and raising his fist ready to punch him.
Beatrice was startled and screamed, "Arthur! What are you doing here?!" She grabbed his hands, trying to stop him.
"What am I doing here? What are you doing here with this lowlife?" Arthur asked, glaring at Gilbert with disgust. His eyes were furious.
"Let go of him!" Beatrice demanded, trying to push Arthur away from Gilbert.
