We shall lose it, of course—
Rose.
Lose what?
Tom.
The opportunity—her opportunity, my opportunity, your opportunity, Rose.
Rose.
[Coming to him.] My opportunity, Tom?
Tom.
[Pointing to the manuscript.] My play—my comedy—my youngest born! Jenny has a theatre—could have one—has five hundred towards it, put down by a man who believes in my comedy, God bless him!—the only fellow who has ever believed——?