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.