Miss Tesman.
I have given a mortgage on our annuity.
Tesman.
[Jumps up.] What! On your—and Aunt Rina’s annuity!
Miss Tesman.
Yes, I knew of no other plan, you see.
Tesman.
[Placing himself before her.] Have you gone out of your senses, Auntie! Your annuity—it’s all that you and Aunt Rina have to live upon.
Miss Tesman.
Well well—don’t get so excited about it. It’s only a matter of form you know—Judge Brack assured me of that. It was he that was kind enough to arrange the whole affair for me. A mere matter of form, he said.