THOMAS. We'll leave it to you, Joe.
WRIGLEY. I reckon you can.
HARRY. Good evening, Mrs. Munning.
MRS. MUNNING. Good evening to you.
(Exeunt Thomas and Harry.)
MRS. MUNNING. I suppose we can put this down to you, Joe Wrigley.
WRIGLEY. You might be farther out.
PAUL. You'd nothing to say against emigrating them when I mentioned it.
WRIGLEY. No, but I thought a lot. I'd a father's feelings, and they went too deep for words.
MRS. MUNNING. What have you done this for, Joe?