Very well then, it’s impossible.

Olive.

[To Fraser.] Mr. Fraser——[Fraser advances a few steps.] Perhaps, by-and-bye, you will add your persuasions to mine that your wife will accept me as your ally?

Fraser.

[Stiffly.] Mrs. Allingham, I regret that what you suggest is, so far as I am concerned, quite out of the question.

Olive.

Mrs. Cloys—[Fraser retires as Mrs. Cloys approaches]—I am sure you can understand the value of the services I am able to render your niece.

Mrs. Cloys.

Oh, perfectly.

Olive.