Jen. (coming down, C.). You don't say so!
Jim. Gracious Peter! I have done it now!
Jen. Yes, you are caught in a confession of great weakness!
Jim. I—I—take it all back.
Jen. You can't; it's boarded.
Dr. E. Right, Jennie. But what is this I hear about you?
Jen. (confused). About me, sir?
Dr. E. Yes, about your great aversion to our unfortunate sex?
Jen. Lor, sir, I don't know. I suppose Jim has been telling you some nonsense or other! (Turns and makes face at Jim.)
Jim. No, I haven't, Jennie, upon my soul I haven't. I only told him what you said about a man being inferior to a woman, that's all.