"Married!" she screamed. "Married! Why, who you going to marry! What d'you mean? Silly girl, trying to frighten me!"
"Don't get excited, ma. I'm going to look after you. The fact is, I'm ... well, you'll be all right. Nothing to worry about."
"Who is he?" demanded Mrs. Minto. "Who is he?" She was desperately agitated. "Sally, I'm your mother.... Oh, you bad girl! You been hiding.... I knew you was hiding something. I knew where them fast frocks was leading you!"
Sally was enjoying the scene. But she suddenly checked herself.
"Ma, I'm marrying a rich man. I'm marrying Madam's son."
"Madam's son!"
"Yes." She was complacent. "Those fast frocks lead to the registry office."
"Reg.... Not in church? It's.... Sally!"
"What I say," cried Sally.
"A rich man!"