HELEN
[Joining MRS. KRAUSE.] Why, what did she do?
MRS. KRAUSE
[Roughly.] Any o' your business?
HELEN
[Passionately, almost weeping.] Yes, it is my business.
MRS. SPILLER
[Coming up quickly.] Dear Miss Helen, it's nothing fit for the ear of a young lady …
MRS. KRAUSE
An' I'd like to know why not! She ain't made o' sugar. The wench lay abed with the hired man. Now you know it!