Jinny. Oh, I do want to see him!
[Sitting near her father.
Tillman. He ought to have been in by now—I met them this morning. He was to lunch with Jack, and he's going to put up for a few days at the University.
Jinny. He must dine with us every night.
Tillman. Jinny!— [Looking at her.] —You look as if you've been crying!
[The two Women are embarrassed, and Jinny doesn't reply.
Tillman. [Hurt.] Oh, if you prefer to have secrets from your father, it's all right! I don't begrudge your mother her first place in your affections!
Jinny. Not at all, father; with you and mother there's no first place. She will tell you all about it on the way home! Please, mother.
Mrs. Tillman. Very well, dear.
Tillman. A little "scrap" between you and Jack?