MAGGIE. But I do. He wants me to marry him next month.
MRS. M. And a very good thing too.
MAGGIE. He says he’s found a house, and wants me to go and look at it. I don’t want to see it.
MRS. M. What’s come over you lately? You used to be satisfied. Walter is very nice and attentive—in fact, quite devoted.
MAGGIE. Yes, I know. Just like he was to his first wife, I expect.
MRS. M. You’ve such an absurd prejudice against widowers, Maggie. You’re jealous.
MAGGIE. I’m not. Not a bit. But I do wish he would do something, and not worry about getting married.
MRS. M. The poor man is doing something, I should think, running after you every spare minute, and house hunting.
MAGGIE. I would much rather he went to Australia—or somewhere.