Aubrey.
Advantages?
Drummle.
My dear Aubrey, of all forms of innocence mere ignorance is the least admirable. Take my advice, let her walk and talk and suffer and be healed with the great crowd. Do it, and hope that she'll some day meet a good, honest fellow who'll make her life complete, happy, secure. Now you see what I'm driving at.
Aubrey.
A sanguine programme, my dear Cayley! Oh, I'm not pooh-poohing it. Putting sentiment aside, of course I know that a fortunate marriage for Ellean would be the best—perhaps the only—solution of my difficulty. But you forget the danger of the course you suggest.
Drummle.
Danger?
Aubrey.
If Ellean goes among men and women, how can she escape from learning, sooner or later, the history of—poor Paula's—old life?