Matt. How far have matters gone?
Dolly. Oh, there's no real harm done at present.
Matt. How do you know?
Dolly. Oh, Lucas is writing her silly letters and she's talking about his pure and exalted devotion, and making it a lever to raise all her ideals and aspirations.
Matt. [Shakes his head.] That looks bad! That looks very dangerous for her.
Dolly. Oh, no; she knows how to take care of herself. But it's dangerous for me!
Matt. How, dangerous for you?!
Dolly. If there's the least bit of scandal she'll contrive to drag me into it! I know her so well.
Matt. [Walking about, cogitating.] Yes, and we mustn't let Lucas make a mess of it.