MR. MELVIN. Don’t be. Talk to me all you want. I think you have beautiful ideas.
MILDRED. They are very foolish ones I am afraid.
MR. MELVIN. Not to me. Mildred, marry me and then we can talk over these matters more intimately as men and women should, and then we could help each other to understand all these questions better.
MILDRED. I never thought of this.
MR. MELVIN. No, but I have and I want you very much dear. I can teach you to carry water in a sieve in a more scientific way than the old Danaïdes ever thought of.
MILDRED. How is that? Will you stop up the holes?
MR. MELVIN. No, that would take too long. I have a better plan. We will freeze the water into ice.
MILDRED. If I married you what would papa and Josephine do without me? I have all the money, you know, and support the house.
MR. MELVIN. That could be arranged. I have plenty of money for both you and me and I am making more all the time. The Cornering Trust is in splendid condition.
MILDRED. And mamma’s portrait, I should hate to leave it. It is my Guardian Angel, you know.