O'Cal. You said you wouldn't care what I did.
Mrs. G. I didn't know you meant her.
O'Cal. (coming round table). No, and you called me all the names you could lay your tongue to when I came in last week.
Mrs. G. I thought you one of the lot that ruined Peter. I've told you I'm sorry for what I said.
O'Cal. Yes. You see it now. Why won't you see Miss Shaweross is a friend as well?
Mrs. G. (sullenly). She's a woman.
O'Cal. And can't you be mistaken about a woman just as much as a man?
Mrs. G. She never did Peter any good. She always thought too little of him.
O'Cal. (pleadingly). Give her a chance, Mrs. Garside, she loves him.
Mrs. G. She'd a queer way of showing it, then.