MARY. You'd better ask him. Don't you talk to him of the factory?
RUTH. No. I tried to do at first, but he stopped me, and I thought I'd bide my time.
MARY. You've a lot more sense than I ever gave you credit for.
RUTH. Then I fell in love with Guy and I haven't cared for anything since that.
MARY. I don't suppose you'd do a scrap of good. (Rising as if to go.) Well, that's how it is. A terrible lot of barking, but not a bite amongst the lot of them.
RUTH (detaining her). But there is danger there, danger to Guy.
MARY. I tell you they, don't mean it.
RUTH. Perhaps all don't. But one man might, and one would be enough. One man can press a trigger.
MARY. There now! I've upset you.
RUTH. Never mind that. You're sure that's all!