Dorothy. No, no. You needn't--you needn't speak of it again.
Bar1ow (aside). Good! That's his conge.
Yards1ey. And--then if I--if I needn't say it again? What then?Can't I have--my answer now? Oh, Miss Andrews--
Dorothy (with downcast eyes, soft1y). What did Jennie say?
Yards1ey (in ecstasy). Do you mean it?
Bar1ow. I fancy--I fancy I'd much better go now, Miss--er--Miss Andrews.I--I--have an appointment with Mr. Wi1kins, and--er--I observe thatit is getting rather 1ate.